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Chapter 1

All kinds of noise are making some ramblings, that the only thing left is for the ground to start shaking itself in this four-cornered small room of ours. Noise on par of Philippine market at early dawn as shouting here and there, music all around, and chit-chats reaching outside; they'll all noisy, I mean it.

Also, add the fact that chairs are flying for who knows why. Some students writes graffiti in the wall, some draws anime at the board, and some who know what they are doing for secretly sneaking. And speaking of sneaking, some already left the room, to skip class. And speaking of skipping, I want to leave, they're noisy!

So all I could do was slam my face into the desk and solemn how unlucky I am to be here. Why am I even here? Is the other section bearable? Better? Arg! Make them STOP!

When I wished it seconds ago, it suddenly became quiet.

Did my wish come true?? Is the teacher really here?

Even though I doubt the teacher to come knowing it's the last period of the day, and less than thirty minutes left to end this hell, I looked up.

Maybe some teacher next door, annoyed from this loud noises these animals are making.

Hoping for some savior, as for how people describe reality is being cruel- they are right, damn!

The hope become despair, instead of a teacher arriving, some thugs came instead. They are famous for being thug, like they are, you know how kids are especially in their rebellious phase, where they are unpredictable and stuff, they are here for their enemy which the troublemaker of this section.

Asking why and how come they didn't skip or something, I don't know either. How would I know? But see, some of this famous thugs are not bad actually. Some have brains and rich, the reason for what made them some clowns? Don't know either.

Tired of despairing for the whole day again, I lean my head from my arms instead and starts watching.

With this, we'll going home early, hmmm, approximately 10 minutes, minus the trouble and when the teacher come, I'll be home to my beloved room.

"Them again?" Some random irritated chit-chatter student said.

"Why not?! They're awesome and stupid doing this stuff! It's worth watching! Especially when the leaders are here!! " Her happily friend reply.

"Who now?"

"Right! You just transfer, I'll let you know them when the time's right!!"

Me, who can't prevent the noises entering my ears heard it and reminded me.

Oh yeah, there's them. The leaders who are pretty much popular in this small high school ground. They might say its a fight but for those who have eyes, it's one sided, uh, fight? Whatever they call it.

But too troublesome, at the end, those in low quality lost and those higher naturally wins. Common knowledge.

Not long after the short punching session, some random teacher came from next door and lecture the whole class again and dismissed us.

Great! Time to go home~

As I walk this long stairs downwards, I notice that less students are responsible enough to go home. That's understandable, they're flocking to the principal office, for sure again, to snoop around and gossip what ever happened again.

Life, it's hard.

As I scan the area while my feet continue to walk down stairs, I notice something. Within this view, even the large gate that I didn't passed through, a view of someone unfamiliar got my attention.

Why is she in my spot??

I called it as my spot cause its where I always wait for my transport all the time and never did saw some woman like her in there even once!

Maybe coincidence, or maybe lost. I'll go with the second, almost all the student and store owner know my face within that spot that made it some kind of privilege to stand in that(my) spot!

Forgive her, she's lost.  Yes, she is, but a lost one.

Walking with same pace like I always do, I go to the(my) spot and starts waiting for any transport. While at it, I had my face down watching my shoes and the ground for some change in it.

Minutes after, the quiet; where only passing by students who are chatting, vehicles running, and vendors calling; the silent between me and the woman broke. She suddenly spoke.

"We meet for the first time only when we are classmates. I don't know who made the initiative but knowing me, I guess it's you. And I never even said 'nice to meet you'." She said.

Taken a back, I looked at her side and surprisingly, she's looking at me. And...

"Huh?" Was all I said.

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