After 10 years, I finally saw her

Mrs. Clara Pov:

I locked my car and parked it in the school parking lot. Many students greeted me as I entered the school, and I smiled back.

This is the first time I've seen so many students out of the classroom, and I'm not sure why. They are chatting about someone, but I am unable to identify who it is.

What exactly is going on?

I don't mind them any longer; perhaps they're just bonding or participating in extracurricular activities; however, I forgot that today was their examination day, and they were expected to stay in the room and study.

Today's youngsters are hays.

I keep walking till I'm inside my brother's workplace. I didn't bother knocking on his office door since I went directly into it. I noticed him sitting at his table, and he seemed to be occupied, but that doesn't bother me.

"Hello, my wonderful brother," I said as I sat on his sofa and placed my feet on his table in front of me with a bright smile on my face.