Yoshida hadn't been coming to school, it had been 3 days since that incident.
There wasn't any application of him being absent as well. At this point the school was worried about him, not exactly him it would be better if I said 'their reputation'.
It was our English class, "Kai san I need you to come to the staff room after this" Atsahi Sensei called out to me.
I stood up and bowed. Giya Atsahi. He seemed like a kind man, I never saw him talk in a rude manner to anyone, but I knew he was hiding something. He always had that face.
It was our lunch break and I went to the staff room 2 as Atsahi sensei had said.
I knocked on the door gently, "Come in" said a female voice and I recognised it immediately. It was our homeroom teacher Eta Misaka.
"Oh you're finally here, come here fast" she signed me to come in.
"These are the notes that every teacher has prepared for Yoshida san and since you're the most brilliant in our class, I want you to tutor him".
Oh no, hell no! I wanted to reject that so-called offer.
"It'll help you with your final result, which will help you in your college scholarship" she bribed me.
I bowed again, showing that I agreed. Well I had no freaking choice.
"Ma'am I don't know Yoshida's home address".
"Don't worry I'll write in and give it to you".
At the end of the school, a student council member gave me Yoshidas address.
I took a taxi, I stopped in front of the gate of a Mansion. There were two security guards outside, I informed that I was his classmate and here because of schools orders, they let me in.
The garden was large and beautiful, I'm guessing it takes almost 10 workers to take care of it.
I was accompanied by a maid when I stepped inside the Mansion.
"Do you want anything to drink?" she asked me. I nodded my head to no. "Could you please show me Yoshida's room".
"I'm afraid Master doesn't want anyone disturbing him right now".
"This is no personal matter, it's the schools orders". I made the point. I hadn't come to see him because of personal reasons. I didn't pay ¥5000 for the taxi fare, just to come here and not even do my work!
"Please wait, I'll go and talk to him" she said and left for the stairs.
His house was beautiful, I wonder what his parents do. I sat in the couch, once I put my ass in the surface it felt like the couch was wobbling me up. It was so comfortable. I'd never see such luxury.
She came back and signed me to follow her. She led the way into the second floor, the stairs looked expensive.
I climed it gently, so I wouldn't put any dirt in it with my ugly shoes.
Before I knew it I was standing in front of a brown door, each design was carved out detailed and beautifully. I was mesmerised by the inner beauty of it.
The maid left.
I knocked on the door softly, no answer. I knocked again, this time a little more harder.
I could hear faint human noises from inside.
It looked like Yoshida was trying to get out of his bed."coming" he said, his voice sounded deep and sleepy. My heart was beating steadily.

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