3RD PERSON POV
“What have you been doing all these times, Kyros?!” a middle-aged hybrid with the head of a hawk, a humanoid body, and feathers sticking off from his skin. Wearing a formal suit and expensive watch, his claws replace where his fingers were supposed to be.
“I apologize for my careless actions,” Kyros replied, trying to modulate his voice to avoid its quivering from the fear that he feels.
“First, a student died, and now, you let a feral hybrid inside of the school?!” the man’s voice boomed at every corner of the room. “Why do you think I gave you that position in the first place?!”
“My apologies, sir.” Kyros gulped the lump forming on his throat while fidgeting his hands because of nervousness. Kyros feels confident most of the time, he does not dare to show any signs o
