I'm the highest in the room

The sound of footsteps echoed down the dimly lit hallway as a tall young man, dressed sharply in a navy-blue uniform, strode forward with his hands tucked casually into his pockets.

His spiky golden hair fell across his eyes, completely obscuring them, yet it only added to his enigmatic allure. His chiseled face and athletic build were the kind that could make heads turn and hearts flutter—a visage that would undoubtedly draw the admiration of any woman.

Each step he took exuded confidence and authority as he made his way down the corridor. Finally, he stopped in front of a large, imposing brown door. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled his left hand from his pocket and pushed the door slightly. It creaked open, revealing a vast room bathed in faint, amber light.