HELLUVA SCHOOL: THE SCHOLASTIC DOMAIN 😈🔦

06) THIRTEEN YEARS LATER...

~ 13 YEARS LATER ~

ITALY, POVEGLIANO VERONESE

MONDAY, 7:00 AM

Many years had passed since those terrible events; we were in the country where Eye Of Earth owned their headquarters. It was a quiet town, friendly in some respects, almost boring since hardly anything striking happened except for constant flyovers by the helicopters of the Heroic League.

The sun's rays illuminated the town that had to prepare for a new day, who had to go to work, who had to look after their children, who had to go to school.

But if we centered ourselves in an even quieter neighborhood we could meet our protagonist, a sixteen year old boy who slept peacefully in his own bed wrapped in warm blankets, he was so immersed in sleep that he snored peacefully!

His room was small in size, once one entered, the person could see that the bed was in the center of everything, with the side of the pillow directed toward the dark blue colored wall in the wall to the left of the bed, or to the right if the person was standing in the white doorway with some veins, there were hazel colored cabinets and on one door was a mirror attached.

Then to the right of the bed was a window with red curtains, where he could observe the neighborhood or in case insult them, opposite the bed or to the left of the person standing in the doorway was a light hazel colored desk where there were books, a computer, a seedling, and a silver lamp.

Also next to the door on the wall where the desk was located was attached a coat rack that the boy used for one thing, a pendant with a metal star. On the window wall was even attached a poster of his favorite movie, Jurassic Park.

Next to the bed he had a small nightstand, one on each side, where he could place his cell phone, headphones or anything useful. On the red porcelain tile floor, exactly also under the bed, was a round blue and light blue carpet, and on the ceiling hung a chandelier.

But all of a sudden the annoying and unbearable sound of the alarm clock went crazy on the nightstand at the right side of the bed. The boy slowly moved between the blankets that were blocking and entwining him as he moaned with noises while trying to reach out to throttle the alarm clock and turn it off.

Once he managed to get it, after fighting with the blankets, he turned it off and flipped it over on the nightstand. With no will to live, he sat on the bed and looked around as he rubbed his tired, sleep blurred eyes. He breathed deeply, looked out the window as the Sun's rays blinded him thus forcing him to cover his face, then removed the covers and sat at the edge of the bed bending forward.

After staring into space, thinking about what he had to do that day, he finally got up to settle down. He went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, his face, combed his hair and slapped himself a few times to wake himself up. That done, he got dressed in what he found first in the closet without giving it much thought.

Our boy named Loris Rossini was sixteen years old and was tall, thin, with gray mixed blue eyes, brown hair with a high topknot and particularly wavy with a diamond shaped face. A careful, timid, fearful, but intelligent, brave, and loyal schoolboy, Loris proved to be a true example to all his acquaintances. The only defect was his sensitivity, with the fear that one day he might be abandoned or seen as a threat.

He attended a high school outside the city, exactly in Villafranca di Verona, called "Carlo Anti" where he studied computer science. In that school you could choose to study technical, scientific, business or artistic subjects.

He was in the third year of his school career and was very fond of his classmates as he found them united and unique. They did not blame each other, they were quiet, organized, fun and loyal, especially that one. It was loyalty and team spirit that kept them together.