Elections 2

"The second semester starts tomorrow…."

As Lucas gazed out the window, the snow continued to blanket the world outside, casting a serene, if somewhat melancholic, glow over his small hometown.

The cold air that drifted in as he opened the window carried a crisp freshness, and the white mist of his breath mingled with the wintry air.

The endless snowfall and the pale, overcast skies had become a familiar backdrop to his thoughts during his vacation.

His time at home had been a mix of hard work and moments of quiet reflection.

Training had been a priority, but Janica's frequent requests and the biting cold had limited his progress.

Still, he had managed to hone the basics of his skills, which provided him with a sense of accomplishment despite the interruptions.

Lucas was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't push his training further, but he recognized that vacations were not solely for rigorous practice.