The sun had barely begun to crest over the horizon when three first-year students, draped in oversized hoodies and dark circles under their eyes, began a frantic trek across the university courtyard. Their movements were jerky, marked by a nervous rhythm of looking over their shoulders every few seconds. It was a telltale sign of individuals who were not only out of their element but deeply terrified of being caught in a place they didn't belong. They were crossing the invisible border that separated the academic halls from the sports department—the domain where the physical elite of the university held absolute sway.
