Chapitre 425: The Diversity Class

From outside, Susan could hear the murmur of voices coming from the classroom—students talking and whispering among themselves. The sound created a hum that filled the hallway.

However, when Susan opened the door, the voices fell silent, the whispers vanishing instantly as all eyes turned towards her.

'Somehow, I'm not surprised anymore...' Susan thought.

The room was tall and spacious, reminiscent of the church in the town of Barkaley, but instead of pews, it had tiered desks and chairs. The overall color scheme was a dull gray, with blue diamond patterns on the walls, graphite floors, and a wooden roof that peaked upward, adding a touch of rustic charm to the otherwise austere environment.