Elemental School

Chapter 13 - Engaged.

"Hello." He bows, introducing himself.

"My name is Gen. Gen Liu." His eye colour is bright green and hair is black, and his hair is short, but doesn't look too short. He's a 3rd year, just Luke us. I wave my hand at him.

"You don't have to bow, you know."

"That wouldn't be polite." This one is polite as fuck. I don't know if I can get used to it, but that's good to be polite.

I can see Jiao next to him, smiling and holding onto his right arm. Does she really like him? "How did you guys meet?"

"On a plane, she was moving to Japan like me."

"And you can speak Chinese with her?" He nods.

"I'm giving her English language practice." He explained. "Since it's weird for her to talk to you guys without speaking English or Japanese. Yet I know you can speak Chinese with her too."

I scratch my head. "I'm not that good, to be honest." I clear my throat. I glare over my shoulder as Haruko just stood there. I can see her crimson red eyes. It was the 5th day of this week. Friday, it is.

I can see Jiao mumbling something to Gen, yet I heard the word 'Haruko.'

"Ah, so your Mrs Haruko. M R S, right? Sorry, not that good with this marriage stuff." I just felt my jaws drop, and I can tell Haruko had the same reaction.

"Whoa, whoa. Wait. What do you mean Mrs?!" I exclaimed.

Gen chuckles. "Jiao told me that you guys were married."

"WHY?" Haruko asked. More like screamed.

"You guys use the same bedroom, same apartment, same attitude. You guys are such a couple." He explained.

Same attitude? So he means of us being ice cold or something? Wait! Going back to the subject, this guy is over thinking. I sigh. I wish I can cut this guy's throat.

"Me and Jiao are going home after school to help her English." He shows me an English dictionary that was under his arm. "What will you two do?"

"Training." I answered.

"Training to have se-" I watch Haruko instantly lift her left leg, swinging her leg at Gen's crotch- that's fucked up. He collapse onto his knees, as he faceplants to the floor. I watch Jiao crouch down to him, giggling.

"Haruko, I think your going a bit overkill."

She growls. "Do you not know what this brat almost said?" No.. I don't know what he said, actually. 'Se.' What does that mean? I shook my head at her. In fact, I don't want to know.

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I finished writing my last answer for this last question of this worksheet the teacher gave us. I shove it into my bag, as I place it next to the couch. I lean my spine against the couch's back. I stare at my grey len pencil, as it was shiny and fits perfectly in my hand. I sigh, as I just twirl with the pencil. I wonder what's my purpose and the reason of my existence and life. To fight Darkness? Is that my only goal and the only thing that keeps me living?

I hear the door open, as I see Haruko with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket over, with black pants. I watch her open up the closest, as she pulled out a old black cloak. "Why do you have a cloak?"

"I had it when I was coming to the city." She mumbles. She doesn't bother to look at me and say that. She just continue to slip on the cloak. I see her eye glaring over her shoulder, looking at me. "The dark soldiers are in the city."

"How do you know?!" I asked, with fear and nervous inside me.

"I sense them. I can feel other type of darkness element. Go get the people you want and tell them to meet at Richern Sector 7 of the city. Also get your vanguard uniform on." She walked away from me, exiting the room before I can say one syllable. She's really serious about this, isn't she. I lean my head back of the couch. I lift my right arm, as I put it in front of me. I stare at my own arm, examining it. The element of rage, is not stored in the heart, but by the arm, for some reason.