Genius Rivals (Ongoing)

9 - REVELATIONS 3

It is now 6:37 of the night. We are walking in the sidewalks of the city. Transportations begins to become crowded. People rushing to enter their supposed vehicle to reach their own destination. Heavy traffic on the highway. Blinding lights from trucks and cars driving through. I doubt I can go home without contact and without fighting my way to the bus. This city's bright after the moon reigns. I can even say that this place is more alive in the night compared to the day.

In the world I call as the sea of interaction, the world is a shape-o-toy and I am a square figure that a baby keeps smashing in the circle hole. Not worthy to fit in. The black sheep among the herd. But even then, I never wanted to be a part. I prioritized myself more than them and that's what matters. Admittedly selfish, but there are bigger predators lurking in the society. Hungry wolves looking for a prey to be exploited for their own benefit.

"Hey, those red uniforms, which school are they?" Raine gets curious in the five individuals in the cafè while we're walking in the pavements of the street.

"Them?" Solene also fixed her sight to the subject of Raine's interest. "Saint Valentine atendees." Those guys are pretty much us but in different colors.

"Our rivals" by Tristan. "We compete against those guys in every competition held."

They stared back at us. Piercing eyes sharpened with disdain. Their expression signals like we've invaded their personal spaces. Our uniform always have contrasted theirs. Saint Willhelm and Saint Valentine students have been nemesis with each other since the start of time. I had an experiences against them. Both universities have pride on itself and will do everything to keep on the top of the high horse.

We broke the eye contact. Need to focus on our own instead of indulging in senseless eye-battle.

"They sure aren't that friendly to others" the brown haired girl said while caressing her hand through her hair.

"We can't expect everyone to be kind towards us all the time" Solene continued.

She's right. We have to expect everyone hating on us to not be surprised.

"Well, they judge us based on the color we represent. That was so lame."

We're nearing to the train station. I can tell it since it is getting crowded the closer we get to the place. I can see lots of types of people here. My peers, men in casual business attire, security guards, couples, etc. Unfamiliar faces too complicated for me to remember. A tide of strangers with a goal to go to their destination, or to find theirselves.

We're about to set foot on the pedestrian lane. Just got to wait until the stoplight becomes red. Many people besides us. I looked at Tristan and how he towers almost all of us. He's qualified to work as a streetlight as a part time job.

Thirty seconds have passed and cars stopped from moving. We've began to cross the street. A two Saint Valentine students have been the interest of my eyes. A male and a female. They walked in the opposite direction of us. But as they're getting in my front, I recognized both.

The male wears a red uniform with a golden lion insignia in the chest pocket and white fit pants. Paired with a black necktie with hints of red and white and a silver colored watch. This guy has a taste in fashion since he also parted his black hair in two sides like with that famous hairestyle nowadays. He looks neat and tidy--- a sharp dressed rich kid. Compared to me, he is miles better looking. He's also talking at someone on his phone. I couldn't care less on who that was.

The girl's clothes are the same except she wears a skirt and black tights underneath it. She also wears earrings. Her hair is tied up to the back and also parted the hair on her face. With the end of the hair having a blonde stroke. She's more beautiful now than the last time we've met. Good for her.