"And with that said, I now ask the first-year Student leadership to come up on stage to give their welcome speech." A woman, who had introduced herself to be the Freshman Dean, said, garnering her applause as six students made their way up to the stage.
Sitting near the back of the auditorium, Aoni sighed softly as he propped his chin on his palm while using the armrest of his chair.
Honestly, it had been an agonizing hour of speeches from several staff members, and now he was expected to sit through another boring batch of talking before he'd be allowed to leave.
Not a single imporant topic had been covered apart from how to look up the yearly sylabus, so in his eyes all this orientation did was give him a sour taste as it was basically a bunch of pompus assholes patting themselves on the back.
