The black SUV slowly rolled to a stop in front of a wide, clean building lined with white pillars and trimmed gardens. A polished metal sign by the entrance read: Camellia Hall. It was the dormitory where Levy would be spending the next chapter of her life at Elite Legacy Institute.
Kendrick killed the engine and turned off the ignition with a sigh. "Here we are."
Zephany fidgeted with the hem of her blouse, her nerves bubbling quietly under her calm facade. Beside her, Levy was already grabbing her backpack, excitement and nerves mixing in her expression.
The moment they stepped out of the car, it was as if the world slowed. Conversations near the entrance hushed. Heads turned. A few audible gasps slipped through the quiet.
"Is that...?" one girl whispered to her friend, eyes wide.
"It is! That's Kendrick and Zephany! Weren't they trending last week?"
"They are even better looking in real life," another girl breathed out, clutching her books tighter.
