Free Web NovelChapter 21: Nergan University
After a fifteen minute walk, ten minutes of waiting, a forty-five minute bus ride, and another five minute walk, Ronan finally reached his college. Nergan University.
He was enrolled in the Science and Technology department. He had already completed his two years and was now in his final year of graduation.
Nergan University was massive in size. It was sprawling across a huge campus with multiple departments like arts, commerce, business management, etc. It featured numerous academic buildings, open gardens, sports fields, and recreational areas, all enclosed within an enclosed perimeter.
The day had already started at the campus and it was alive, buzzing with a vibrant, youthful energy as students streamed onto the grounds.
As Ronan walked through the massive iron gates spanning the main path of the university, he could see groups of classmates standing together, talking, laughing, and flirting with one another. They were enjoying their student life in a way that he could not really relate to.
He even spotted a horny couple hidden behind a wide tree, kissing so intensely it looked as if they were trying to devour each other’s lips and tongues. If this was not enough, the boy was roughly fondling all over the girl’s body. Such scenes were a common sight at Nergan University, but once again, it was not something Ronan could really relate to. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
It took Ronan a couple of minutes to reach his own department’s building. A three-story structure with a large sign reading ’S&T’ hanging near the roof.
"Ronan!" a voice called out.
Ronan turned around to see an average looking guy waving his hand as he hurried over.
"Aston," Ronan greeted him with a smile.
"You were not here yesterday," Aston asked. "What happened?"
"Yeah," Ronan replied with a nod. "I was not feeling very well, so I decided to take a rest day."
"Oh," Aston responded. "Are you feeling better now? And where is your mobile? I tried calling you a few times last night."
’He must have called me while I was over in Acrolius’, Ronan wondered inwardly.
"I am fine now," he replied smoothly. "I slept early and my phone battery died. So, yeah."
"Did anything important happen yesterday?" Ronan asked, changing the subject as they continued forwards.
"Not really," Aston replied.
"But Professor Angelia walked us through the optical slit experiment," he informed. "It was actually pretty exciting! She explained everything so beautifully, making a really complex experiment look incredibly easy."
"She usually does," Ronan agreed, nodding along. "She is brilliant. A genius, in fact. The best in the department."
"Yes, exactly!" Aston leaned in and whispered. "And she is incredibly hot and sexy, too! Man, I could sit in her class, listening and staring at her for hours on end."
Ronan could only shake his head in amusement. Within a few seconds, they arrived on the third floor, where most of the theory classes were conducted.
Ronan and Aston entered the classroom together. Around twenty or twenty five people were already seated on the wooden benches.
Almost every eye turned in their direction, checking to see if a friend or the person they were waiting for had finally arrived. Aston enthusiastically waved his hand toward a small group of four or five guys and walked over to join them, while Ronan quietly took a seat by himself somewhere in the middle of the classroom.
Aston was technically what Ronan would call a friend or at least the closest thing he had to one. If he were to be completely honest and harsh with himself, Aston would be classified more as an acquaintance.
It was not that Ronan was a social outcast or an isolated man in his class. It was simply that his circumstances, specifically his financial condition, did not allow him the luxury of developing deep bonds with anyone.
Because of his demanding part time job, he never had the time to goof around with classmates after the college hours. Nor did he have the spare cash to join them at parties and social gatherings. It was not that his classmates were ultra rich or wealthy. The majority of them came from average middle class backgrounds, but Ronan lacked even that basic level of financial stability.
It was also not that his classmates actively ostracized or looked down on him for being poor. It was just that these two conditions naturally created a quiet distance between them, leading his peers to gradually find their own tight knit groups.
In this regard, Aston remained one of his closest associates. Experiments in the labs were generally performed in pairs or groups of three, and Ronan had been partnered with him since their first year.
A genuine bond of sorts had developed between them over the years, and though Aston had eventually drifted toward his own primary friend group, their connection endured. They continued to partner up during labs, exchange lecture notes, discuss study questions, and help each other out whenever necessary.
Ronan sat in his seat for a few minutes in silence. The classroom was packed, and almost all of his peers had arrived. Another student found a spot right next to him, and they exchanged a brief, friendly nod.
Right on cue, a middle aged man entered the room. The professor had arrived, and the lecture began soon after.
Today was a dense, packed schedule for Ronan with absolutely no breaks in between classes.
Although he was physically present in the room, his mind constantly drifted back to the world of Acrolius, turning over everything he had learned.
Yet, even though his concentration was not entirely fixed on the lectures happening right in front of him, he was able to comprehend everything perfectly.
He realized that, just as he had suspected, his mind was operating much faster and sharper, and his focus had increased by several notches. The entire day passed by in a blur.
Finally, it was time for the last class of the day. A lecture by Professor Angelia.
She was easily one of the most talented and brilliant minds in the entire Science and Technology department. If Ronan were being completely honest, no other faculty member even came close to her expertise. But she was also widely considered the most beautiful professor at the university. She was absolutely stunning and smokingly hot.
"Good afternoon, students," Angelia greeted them as soon as she entered, stepping up onto the raised platform behind her lectern .
Ronan did not for sure but she would probably be somewhere in her early thirties. She had pale skin and was nearly six feet tall. Her dark brown hair fell perfectly around a pair of brown eyes. She was slim and slender, yet possessed a perfectly striking and enticing curved silhouette. Dressed in a crisp white shirt and a white, calf-length skirt, she was breathtaking. It was incredibly difficult for any guy in the room to look away from her.
As the class progressed, she discussed the optical slit experiment she had conducted the previous day, diving deep into its theoretical aspects.
Ronan was able to grasp the vast majority of the lecture, but he struggled with the specific components tied directly to the practical he had missed.
"Who among you missed the lab experiment yesterday?" she questioned as the class drew to a close.
Four students stood up from their desks, including Ronan and three girls.
"Hmm," Professor Angelia contemplated for a brief moment, tapping the wooden lectern with her fingers. "The experiment is highly critical, and its principles will be used in all subsequent lab assignments. If you have free time this afternoon, you can stay behind and conduct it right now. I will be available."
It was exactly 3:00 PM. The final class usually ended at this time, and Ronan’s part time work shift was scheduled to begin at 3:30 PM, running until 7:00 PM.
But now that he had firmly decided to resign from his job, this did not really matter to him. Even if he had not planned on quitting, he still would have prioritized staying behind for the lab work. The four of them nodded in agreement.
"Good," Professor Angelia responded. "And for those who are absent even today, their friends, please inform them that they must make time over the next two days to complete this module."
"After that I will not be held responsible for any difficulties they face in the future. Nor will I make myself available to repeat this specific experiment."
"Now, the four of you, follow me," she instructed.
The rest of the class was dismissed, and the four remaining students gathered their belongings to follow close behind her.
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