Genius Rivals (Ongoing)

2 - ONE MUTUAL INTEREST

I always hated stupid people. Their actions only causes miserable consequences to each other. Seeing it infuriates a part of me. Like a fire that sears my whole body and soul within a second. Ignorance is a severe disease that will take forever to cure from our genetics. The universe will end before we realize our idiocy.

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"Looks like we got Mr. Top 2 here!"

The whole class' chuckle echoed in the room. The clown near the doors shouted the quote to fill ourselves with comedy to cope with the surprise. They can't believe it, even I can't believe it. Raine broke our expectations. This transferee is something else.

I turned my head and sees Raine looking at her paper. Smiling widely and brimming of confidence to what she did. She got the highest score out of the rest, including me. She have the very reasons to feel joy. Mom always taught me to be grateful to other's achievements, but I cannot ignore the stroking bitterness which I feel around my chest.

"Good job, Raine. You're the first one to outscore Virgil for all these years." Devin smiled. You know it's true if this guy curves his lips.

She nods greatly out of compliment. Her face is full of delight as she returns to my side. Each step is firmness and grace. Her hair shakes as if the Goddess of Wind is present at her back. Her charisma is overflowing and she caught their eyes for her beauty and newly made feat.

As sunlight hits her face vividly, her brown eyes glows so purely. She looked at me, locking our eyes together. Her bright smile meets my emotionless facade. The white curtains together waves with her hair. From my angle, I am cloaked with shadow compared to her being exposed to light. So poetic, we are both a complete opposite from almost everything. But one thing is certain, I found myself someone who would be a threat to my imposed position to this school.
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Casually minding my own business and walking in the hallway to kill time, I see everyone in pairs or groups. Company and companionship, those hit me with the realization. I never needed it nor that will affect me in the long run. I am better off not knowing the feeling of it or it will ultimately bite me in the ass if it does. It is a strange addiction which we still does not identify as one.

My hands on pockets and legs do the moving. Somehow I passed on the basketball gym and witnessing those athletes practicing. These guys are special. The ability to move in such motion and do things that an average man cannot. It fascinated me honestly. I want to become an athlete in next life if ever. Just as I leave, I feel a humungous force behind my back charging to me at full speed. Like a heavy truck which its gas pedal is pressed into submission.

"VIRRRRGIIIILLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!" A roar of excitement filled the hallway.

Confused and turned my back, that moment I was greeted with surprise and familiarism of the voice. A gigantic man tackled me into the ground. If not for me eluding the charge just before collition, I would have been injured by this idiot.

"What the-" murmuring at disorientation, I scratch my head to make sure it is still there.

Opening my eyes, a person with buzz cut as a hairstyle looking at me with a wide grin.

Oh god, this moron I've been avoiding for months now...

Tristan Arceo, my childhood friend. This dude is definitely huge in size. Having a stature of 6 feet 4 inches (195 centimeters), wide frame, ripped and flexible muscles, and impulsive personality, this guy is a raw genetic freak. I once saw this guy jumping with his head above the basketball rim. Hell, he chased the bus I'm on board because I left without saying anything and guess what, he's on the side of my window all the time, keeping up with the speed just by running. Because of his foolishly gifted physicality, he can be so irrational and be rash with his actions. That's why I don't want to be involved with him. His athletic prowess is the only reason why he's attending here. They have something of use to someone possessing a body of a gorilla and squirrel as a brain.