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3|𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐦

~ ZIᖇᗩᑕᕼI ᒍOY ᗰᗩᖇK ~

Z  I  R  A  C  H  I

"...crazy school and new club~"

"Introduce yourself to the class"

That's the question that felt difficult for me to answer. After my threatening experience with Idia, a teacher whose name I still find hard to pronounce found me and..."why are you lurking around when class is about to start" She questioned, I briefly explained being lost then she gave a smile, and decided to lead me to my destined class which was SS2 Arts.

Presently, my eyes glanced around scanning the classroom and it's occupants as I was a bit unable to say a word. My eyes stopped at the group I saw at the front seat, and their aura could be sensed from afar, but a particular bubbly and cherry eyes ready to burst in excitement,made the confidence in me to increase.

I could tell she was trying to silently cheer me up and that I appreciated. You guessed right,Grace was seated with the trio. The seats were in rows, and her seat mate was a boy who had his left arm around her shoulder.

Don't tell me_

"Hello," I jolted out of my thoughts as I remembered I was yet to introduce myself.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zirachi" I greeted, expecting a more friendly response but got the opposite as their eyes held this boredom, some hissed while the some boys stared as though I was some candy.

"Well that's okay hmmm let's see" The teacher paused, and gave the class an attentive view before her eyes fetched an empty seat at the back row.

"Deja," She called out. The girl who I assumed to be the one, raised her head up from the book she was reading. "Is the seat by your side vacant?" The teacher asked.

The girl in question gave a slight nod and without further response continued reading.

Can she not talk? I wondered, as I walked over to the seat and the eyes zeroing me made my nervousness to expand.

Just as I was about to sit, a boy slid a paper into my palm and winked at me. I didn't consider retaliating because why? Boys will always be boys with silly tricks.

I settled down, and to my surprise the teacher that helped me was the class English studies teacher, how I knew was because of her boldly writing the new topic on the white board.

"Today we are expanding more on figure of speech......"She said, explaining in details. I paid less attention as I had revised this same topic some days back.

I glanced at Deja who was so focused on the book she was reading, the paper was still in my hand as I gave it a last stare before keeping it in my bag, reminding myself to dispose the rubbish once I got home.

A giggle caught the attention of people sitting on my row, as heads turned, those at other rows also became interested as to the distraction. Grace was in all smiles as the boy by her side whispered into her hearings.

The English teacher was so focused on her teaching, to miss out the distraction and even if she did she went on anyways calling some students up to answer questions.