On Casey's end, he followed the others as they walked through the long hallways. They were divided into two groups: one interviewing for the magic teacher, and the other for the regular teacher.
Some familiar groups formed cliques, each quietly talking about what the interview questions might be.
Casey felt completely out of place among middle-aged men and women—he almost felt like a student instead, and the curious stares directed at him felt like prickling needles on his back.
It wasn't the only reason they were watching him. He was young and had androgynous features, making people wonder if he was a man or a woman—his black, curling hair didn't help either.
Casey, unaware of this, felt they were judging him based on his age and magic skills.
The guard leading them announced, "Where here," and motioned for them to enter the hall.
The chairs were neatly arranged, and the windows were open, allowing sunlight to fill the entire space.
