The Moon Hiding at Dawn

Chapter 2: June

It's the 7th of June. A usual windy day where the clouds reign the sky in revolt of the sun's superiority. I arrived the earliest among the ten. As usual, I did nothing but stare at the ceiling and, occasionally, towards the sky as I chose to sit by the window at the left side.

Clyde, tall guy with blonde side parted hair and 4th best in the class, arrived next and gave me the occasional glaring eyes as per the usual cycle since the airhead prick, Kallen, never failed to respond properly to him and would always misunderstand his motives. Whether intentional or not, I'll leave that to her. I'm pretty sure it's none of my business.

Next to enter the room is Chris: an elitist of sort with your typical good-boy hairstyle (I'll leave that to your imagination) who, for the same reason, has unreasonable animosity towards me. As much as I hate it, he ranked second in class and has a knack for the arts. He shot me with a 'I hate you' gaze then sat in a chair in the front row. He seemed good with anyone else he acknowledges so he can't be that bad.

Nina, a seemingly matured lady who never really had any hairstyle, arrived moments later. They label her as an inborn leader and no one ever dared to go against her plans and decisions. She sometimes talks to me, which ends up to be a long conversation most of the time, but not as irritatingly frequent as Kallen. She greeted everyone already present before sitting in the chair in front of mine.

Sitting silently in the back row of the room is a fellow introvert, Riz. Quite a simpleton or so I'd think since she just goes simple with her ponytail unlike the other girls in this school. Doesn't really like interaction and tends to leave the room when things get a little noisy. She just silently slipped past Chris and Clyde who were talking by the door earlier without much of a greeting. As a side note, it is nearly impossible to see her without a book on hand.

Literally a moving fortress is the martial arts fanatic, Randy. Seemingly docile and in good terms with everyone, which is for the better, I guess. He is buff enough that even teachers avoided anything that might make him mad. One could also tell that he is an enthusiast since one could get a monk-ish aura from his bald head. He entered the room with his usual joyful attitude together with Ramus.

Ramus is the complete opposite of Randy. Has a thin build and literally doesn't talk unless he has to. You might have already guessed it but I'll still say it: he's as a stereotypical nerd face with their bowl cut hairstyle as you would often see in movies. It makes me wonder how both of them are friends and how Randy can seemingly talk a lot to him despite the lack of reply most of the time. Not to mention that Ramus doesn't have any other facial expression than a poker face.

Then there's Rin, the ever mysterious. She always had her earphones on whenever not in a class discussion. The weird thing is she usually disappears without anyone noticing. Her "invisibility", or the lack of presence to be more precise, is what makes her mysterious. Top that with having no deep interaction or bond with anyone in the room, yet knowing everything that ever happens. No one even saw her enter the room. We just suddenly saw her sitting at her chair by the middle aisle of the second row. As a side note as well, she seemed to be... No, she actually is boyish to the extent that a common male student in this school would fear her.

Next to arrive is a girl looking completely worked-up shown in her chaotically flowing hair, Cynthia. She's a rank above me but is never confident and always messes things up. Ask her about anything, however, and she'll cook a pretty decent answer. Not to mention that she can probably rival both Chris and Kallen combined if it's only a matter of raw knowledge. She sits just next to Riz at the back row.

Then arrived Kallen, the extroverted thorn to my side who literally sits beside me every single time. Quite ironic that the top in class is always at the bottom when it comes to punctuality. One cannot be too blessed, I guess.