A Hidden Cult?
Max sat beside Kevin in the last row as Kevin kept mumbling about his days and the events that had happened in Max's absence. They had a lot to catch up to.
The seats in the class slowly started to fill in as the students started to pour in. It was almost time for the class to begin.
Max suddenly interrupted Kevin as he asked pointing towards the guy standing behind, "Why do they keep standing every time before the class?"
Max was indeed curious about this strange occurrence. He had seen it before as well.
Kevin hesitated before finally speaking, "That's the rule. If you are of the lowest stature, you have to give respect."
"Huh? Who set this stupid rule?" Max asked with creased brows. He knew that a recognized body wasn't going to set up such bullish*t rules.
"Umn… I don't know…" Kevin said with an innocent face. He was definitely clueless about it.