Ezra walked into the club building after scanning his student ID card at the entrance.
The moment he stepped inside, he noticed that only a few second-year students were sitting around the reception area. They were scattered across the chairs instead of gathering in one place, and although they were talking among themselves, their conversation carried a serious tone.
From what Ezra could hear, they were discussing how well they had performed during their examinations.
"Good morning, seniors."
Ezra greeted them in his usual plain tone, though his words still carried the politeness expected from a junior speaking to his upperclassmen.
"Oh, good morning, Ezra."
The seniors greeted him back with pleased smiles.
Ezra gave a small nod and continued walking down the hallway toward the workshop.
However, the moment he moved away from the reception area...
"Hey, do you think he knows about the rumors?"
