This road was much like a town market. In the morning, when the temperature was cool, it bustled with extraordinary liveliness. But after noon, the sun grew so intense it was hard to keep one's eyes open, and the number of people on the road dropped sharply. Most new students probably retreated to their cooler dorms, and even the number of senior students sitting under the tents diminished significantly.
On the right of the Probability Society was the Supernatural Society, and on the left was the Literature Society.
This morning, the Supernatural Society had three people on duty, but now only two remained: a boy and a girl. The boy was sitting and playing with his phone, while the girl was lying down, taking a nap.
The Literature Society had three girls in the morning, and it still had three girls now, just not the same ones. The girls were chatty, huddling together and whispering, occasionally sneaking glances to their right.
