Anon and Seth moved with Felix and Jacob. As they had been sitting at the back of the class, the four were among the last to exit the room. But just before they could, they were brought to a stop.
"Anon."
Specifically, one of them was.
Hearing Anon's name being called out by that familiar voice, the group came to a halt.
Turning around, Anon saw the instructor sitting behind a single desk that was situated atop a small platform in front of the class.
The instructor was an elderly woman that seemed to be in her fifties or sixties, with multiple wrinkles around her mouth, eyes, and on her forehead.
Though her pale eyes did not show any strength, there was an obvious trace of wisdom that had formed due to the passage of time.
Her grey hair was short and her body appeared quite frail, with wrinkles being visible on the back of her hands.
She called Anon's name and from the tone of her voice, it was obvious that she was one of those strict teachers.
