"Welcome back, Teyvatians." A monotone voice spoke up from a mechanical machine, it looks really banged up but the private personnel of the school are either too lazy to replace it or they are waiting for it to stop working and replace it entirely. Being one of the oldest students, this kind of stuff bothered me, since I've always been in a bad mood every day, so I'm probably the reason the robot's all destroyed.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, haha. The name's Bennett, one of the upper classes in this school, and I can say, its a pretty bad experience. I'm in a relationship with a student named Fischl, we've been friends for quite a while, so I just accepted the fact she wanted to be with me, even if I didn't want to. I have a couple of friends, a fellow upper class student, Childe, a higher class student, Aether and one girl who is a class lower than me, Barbara. Fischl often despises Barbara since she's friends with me, even if I told her a lot of times she's the only girl I'll love, which was a lie, since she's also lying to me since the beginning. Ah, I need to go, it was pretty cool chatting with ya, we'll talk later.
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"Bennyyy~!" Fischl chirped out across the hallway to her boyfriend that was getting his books on a crimson red locker. He didn't seem to hear her, so she ran and hid behind the opened locker. "I heard ya, babe." Bennett then replied, which startled the female. The male then closed the locker as he finished getting all of his stuff, and looked at his girlfriend who was standing behind the door he had closed, looking very flustered. They both were looking at each other awkwardly, waiting for one to speak, and yet still no response. The atmosphere was becoming thick and heavy, Bennett was starting to become impatient as he cannot handle the silence anymore, he inhaled sharply and began to gather up words to use to brighten up the conversation, but all was too late, and Fischl spoke first. "I-I just wanted to ask if, I can get permission in, going out tonight... me and the girls have a project to do..." She had said, words becoming less louder as the sentence was about to finish. "Again?" Bennett replied with no hesitation and having a bit of disappointment in the male's voice, as Fischl tries to think of a reply. "...sorry, its very important... you don't want me to fail though, right?" He had heard the last phrase multiple times in her excuses, and this time, he was very hesitant of letting her go, but as he kept thinking about it, this school year actually has a lot of projects to do, and one miss can lead you to failing. "Fine, but promise me you'll go home early this time?" The female nodded excitedly and quickly thanked his boyfriend, Bennett was about to kiss her in the forehead for goodluck, but she had ran to the other side of the hallway already, getting in her classroom. Well, he's used to it already.
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His first period was his most boring class with the most boring teacher he have ever met, science isn't usually this boring to him, but the teacher just makes it a lot worse. He was lost in his thoughts, thinking about what game he should play with his friends tonight, whilst spinning a pen he stole from a lower class student. Oh I forgot to mention, he's usually very mean to students who are in the lower-class section, since he often feels superior and like a king to all of them for being in a higher class, Barbara was an exception, since she's his childhood friend. "Hey B." He heard someone call his name, and felt their touch on his shoulder, it didn't take long when he got out of his own mind and looked at the person, it was the ginger-headed boy. "What?" He answered with a low voice for the teacher not to notice them. "I heard there's a new student coming in, and he's gonna be a lower class, more importantly, he's a boy and you can... eh, y'know." Childe finished his sentence, and had a small laugh afterwards, a male lower-class? Oh this'll be fun. "A lower class eh? That's wonderful." Bennett answered with joy on his voice, and a smirk formed in his face, making the ginger know what he's thinking.
"Boys, I can hear you both, one more word and I'll put the two of you in detention."
Ah shit.
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Second period was astrology, also one of the most boring, but also kind of interesting to Bennett. They often talk about common constellations, what the stars mean, the formation of clusters, and different kind of stuffs. Still, even if its interesting to hear about them, Bennett couldn't stop the fact to not listen at the teacher and mind his own business in either being stuck in his own thoughts, or chatting secretly with Childe. He couldn't stop thinking about how he'll torture the new student, on how he'll be stuck in his strings of hatred, oh he loves thinking about those. He imagines the students as imperfect and ugly since majority of the students he have bullied are always like what he always thinks about, and he was never wrong. He was again knocked out of his thoughts as someone knocked on the door of their classroom. "Hey ma'am, can I introduce someone to them? He's a new student." The female asked, and their teacher nodded in response.
"I think this is the student I'm talking about." Childe whispered on Bennett's ear, making him somewhat prepared on what kind of techniques he'll be using to the newbie.
"Go on, say hi."
"Everybody, meet your new lower-class student, Razor."
A boy walked in the classroom, his books being held at the center of his chest, his hair long enough for some students to mistake him as a girl, and a scar, on his left cheek. A majority of the class greeted him good morning, as Childe and Bennett were looking at him, both menacingly. Not long enough, Childe whispered on Bennett's ear, "Gosh he looks weak as hell. Beat him up at lunch." Though, Bennett had no response, he was blown away about the fact he was wrong, he isn't imperfect, nor ugly, he's... decent, yeah that's the word. "Thanks for your time everyone, and I hope you all get along with him!" The female then grabbed everyone's attention.
"HES A HIM?!" A girl screamed in response.
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Lunch time, almost all of the students' favorite subject, no pressure, no pain, just fun and energy. Though, to Bennett and Childe, lunch time was the time where they will make one student's life worse, but before that, Bennett must ask Fischl to don't look for him, since he'll be buying at the other cafeteria, the cafeteria for the newbies (a.k.a, for lower-class.) "Yo B, you're taking long, everything alright?" Childe asked impatiently to Bennett that was looking for Fischl in the cafeteria, but he couldn't seem to find her, and he's annoyed about that. "She, doesn't seem to be here... that's weird?" He responded, which made Childe chuckle and pat his shoulder. "C'mon man, you're wasting time, she's probably doing the project she told you about for her to go home early, let's go visit new-zor!" The ginger proudly said and grabbed Bennett's wrist. "Okay okay! Fine! Damnit."
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"Gosh, why does the lower-class floor look so better than ours? Gosh." Childe complained as they walked through the plain corridors. No students were still there since their lunch are 10 minutes later than the upper-classes, which is good, so no one will notice one student getting bullied. But this time, they have a target, they are finding the new student who just entered the school, and if he's in a class, they'll have no choice but to wait for him on dismissal, since their lunch ends at the time the lower-class gets their break. A long, quiet walk was making the two boys impatient, were they really this hopeless on finding the newbie? Or was he just introduced and sent home already, and his all-day class starts tomorrow. "Gosh where is he? This is pissing me off man." Bennett then broke the silence as both of them were circling around the floor of the lower class students, they were both losing so much time, and they couldn't afford getting in detention again for being late to go in the classroom after class. "Man, let's go back, this is a— ow-!" Bennett hit someone and both of them fell on the ground, Childe then observed the situation, he looked around and checked if there are teachers or students nearby, then looked at the person his friend has hit. "Oh its you, newbie." Childe said menacingly, his voice being deep to scare him, and enough to bring Bennett up together. "Huh- oh why you little-" He quickly stood up and grabbed the new student by the collar, then threw him against the wall. The student dropped all of their books and his hair slid away from his face, revealing more of his facial features. Bennett and Childe were chuckling at him, and was kicking his body many times on the wall he fell on. "Heh, you're a strong one aren't ya?" Bennett teased and grabbed the student's hair, lifting him up and making him face him, as Childe pulled out his phone and started recording it, ready for the two of them to laugh at the clip all day. Bennett then banged the male's head on the wall many times, not hard enough for him to bleed, but enough to leave many bruises, and possibly, another scar that will add to his face. "Yeah! Beat him up! Hahaha, this is gotta be the worse one you've done to a student." Childe cheered him on, not observing his surroundings, and not knowing there was a student watching them. "Need to say something, freak?" The boy opened his eyes, showing magnificent, pale red eyes, and tears rolling down on the side of them. "....Guess I was right after all, you DO look like a freak, and a weirdo." Bennett let go of him, and pushed him down, once he finished, he looked at his left shoulder and saw the student who was observing them, he didn't waste any time, his hand formed into a fist and looked at the student. "If you report this to the principal, I'll make sure you suffer more than FREAKzor here." The student ran in fear, scared to even reply, and hid in the bathroom. "Nice one B! Freakzor's such a great name for him!" The ginger replied in joy, and Bennett responded with a laugh whilst scratching the back of his neck. Aware of the time, they ran upstairs to go to their classrooms, luckily, lunch wasn't over yet, so they made just in time, laughing their way to their seats, and rewatching the clip Childe has recorded.
The student that hid didn't take long to reappear from the bathroom, instead of reporting it, and wanting to risk his life of being bullied for eternity, he helped his fellow lower-class go to the clinic, his head was filled with bruises, his body was sore from all the kicking, but managed to walk due to the help of his classmate. "Don't worry, the upper class is just like that, they'll be reported soon..." The student said to reassure him.
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Dismissal, a subject no one fails, due to the fact they're all good at it. Bennett was keeping his books inside his locker for the next day, while Childe earlier said goodbye already, since his school bus arrived early. The male had an advantage, he walks home, and he can take his time, with his fathers rarely coming home and with the company with his girlfriend, who is, also rarely home...
He closed his locker and took a deep breath, with a small chuckle coming out of it due to him remembering what has happened at lunch, and exhaled calmly. He put his backpack onto his shoulder and walked towards the exit, he wanted to wait for Fischl, but he remembered that she has a project to do, but he saw her at the other end of the hallway. She was talking to a guy, he seemed like the higher class, and he can see his own girlfriend, blushing at him while talking. She kept touching and fixing her hair, while she moves left and right to make motion with her school skirt, and the guy, seemingly enjoying it. This is why, he never wanted to be in a relationship in the first place, her own girlfriend not being with him most of the time, and even.... Nevermind.
"Blegh, just saying the name makes me gag."
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Ayo what?? I actually finished the chapter?? No way?? Gosh my writing was becoming lazy and sloppy at the end I'm so sorry guys😭😭😭
But thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed, I promise you'll see new characters in Chapt. 2~
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Teyvat Academy
Fanfiction"Teyvat Academy" A school full of students with great academic excellence, responsibility, creativeness, and a great help to lower-class students. Well, that's what they thought. To me, its full of depressed teenagers wanting to end their lives, wei...
