"Every man has his secret sorrows that the world knows not. And often time we call a man cold when he is only sad."
The perfect man.
Made rough through time.
He lies, yet he is the honorable one.
He kills, yet he is the most righteous.
He is gentle...
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Arya slammed the door of her locker and kicked the trash can in her reach. Her locker was covered in marker writings. Only her locker was a spectacle to see among the neat rows of the locker which was now dripping ketchup and mustard as she opened it.
She didn't even try to look for her things inside. Her head was on fire. She came out of the locker room, head clouded in fury.
It was their lunch break and Arya stormed into the cafeteria where most of the trainees were having their meal.
Without any words, Arya went towards a table, pushed a girl aside and climbed on the table, and clapped loudly, "Listen up!"
The whole room was watching her in confusion.
"Everyone here came for a reason, right?" Arya shouted, "I guess nobody scored an F in their courage test."
"What are you trying to say?" Someone from any corner teased, "Or is it another show-off?"
"What I wanted to say is," Arya's voice turned cold as she eyed the whole room, "If you are not coward, come forward who has a grudge against me. Stop being puny and come out."
The room was silent.
"If you still have your balls intact, come forward. Say whatever you want to say in my face, not behind my back like a coward teenager." Arya crossed her hands and kicked one tray down to the floor, "Anyone?"
"Go to hell!" someone shouted from one corner and an apple flew in Arya's direction.
Arya easily avoided it but the next moment a splash of water soaked her from the side.
"Been there." Ary answered wiping her face with her sleeve and shot glares at the crowd, "done that!"
"You should go and die!" Someone shouted again, "At least feel ashamed for what have you done!"
"Don't talk as if you know everything." Arya's voice turned cold, "You were still pissing your bed when that happened."
"You have no right to live and be happy while your mates are dead!" Another voice added, "you have no right!"
"And you have?" Arya sighed as if she gave up, "and happily ever after? Come on!"
"Why have you come here? Piss off!"
"You should feel lucky that I am not being trained with you all." this time Arya smiled, "I'd crash each one of you if I did."
"Bragging mouth." Another apple flew in her direction and Arya lost it.
"Oh yeah?" Arya rolled her eyes, "Why don't you just prove it then?" Arya clapped, "one on one. Unarmed combat. Let's go. Come as many as you can."
"Don't blame when you'll be in a trauma bed in the infirmary," Someone mocked from one side.
