Apollo's pov
"And made it!" I ran through the entrance doors of the courthouse. It was raining outside and my bike has a flat tire but I'm fine! At least that's what I continue to tell myself. After all it just my first trial, the start or end of my career depending on the outcome.
No big deal! Apollo justice is doing fine!
"Ah Mr justice you've made it" I was greeted by the patient smile of my mentor.
"Mr Gavin" I shook the droplets off of me and ran up to him "I'm so sorry sir. My courds of steel workout got a little out of hand"
"Yes I noticed your throat was a little horse" he gave me a amused smile "you know your voice isn't the most important thing in a trial. Remember what I always tell you"
"Evidence in everything. I remember sir" I always thought that rule was a little strange but Mr Gavin is more experienced than me. I should trust his word.
"May I interrupt gentlemen" a homeless looking man strolled up to him.
"Of course" he nodded politely "mr justice this is our client. He's a personal friend of mine. I would have liked to have defended him myself but he asked specifically for you"
"Right" I gulped. Pile on more pressure, why not!
"Don't look so nervous kid" the man took my hand "you're going to achieve great things today" he held a mysterious glint in his eyes. It feels like he has a hidden agenda.
"It's time Mr justice" mr gavin placed a hand on my shoulder with that conferting smile "shall we?"
"Yes sir" I nodded, steeling my resolve. Come on justice, it's time to show off those chords of steel!