Pristine academy.
Just like the word implies, it's a prestigious school looking for young talents all around the world. Because of the various scholarships they provide and the endless opportunities and recommendations that come after, it's a school that every student wishes to enroll in.
With a stroke of luck, I passed their scholarship exams and entered here. I think that studying here will be a great backup for my future endeavors.
But be that as it may be, my life here was not 'pristine'.
Letting out a calm sigh, I brace myself, push the door, and enter the class.
The students are clustered in their little groups, but when they see me enter, I see the frustration and arrogance reflected in their eyes.
As I walk past them, I can hear them murmur to each other.
-Well, it's not something new and I am fed up with it.
My seat is on the further back near the window. So I ignore them and lead my way to the back of the class when a student hits me in the shoulder, which almost makes me trip.
"Hey, what's your problem? Can't you even see where you are going?", he shouts.
Feigning ignorance, I hang my head low and walk towards my seat when a hand grabs my shoulder from behind.
"Hey, didn't your mommy ever teach you that you need to say sorry in times like these?!"
His grip is strengthening as each second passes. Soon the entire class shifts their view towards us, watching in anticipation as if it's a crucial part of a movie or something.
I turn my head sideways only to see a familiar face with red-colored hair and a face twisted with anger. A delinquent in its truest form.
I say, "I'm sorry", and continue my way to my seat, but he is not in the mood to let me go.
"Is that it? Hey, I'm asking you."
I sense a devilish grin bloom on his face as I turn around.
Things like this are not out of the ordinary for me, but today I am willing to stand up for myself.
So I retaliate by saying, "But you are the one-"
But he immediately interrupts me with his loud voice.
"Haaaah?! Couldn't hear that time well. What was that?"
"I said that yo-"
"Nooo...!!! Can't hear you...!!!"
This guy! He is clearly enjoying what he is doing, and I can hear giggles among other students, which only makes him want to go more.
Feeling completely helpless, I let out my frustrations in one go.
"I SAID YOU ARE THE ONE WHO DID IT ON PURPOSE!!!"
There, I said it. Although it was quite overboard, making the entire class totally silent. Even the one in front of me is standing amazed.
But when he realizes that he is looking like a fool, his anger goes out of the roof, resulting in grabbing my shirt's collar.
"Heeeey! Who do you think you are? Do you even know who I am?!!!"
"Not exactly. Who are you again?" I ask him puzzlingly.
Honestly, it's the truth. I don't bother remembering others' names here, or to be more precise, I tend to forget people's names. And judging by the situation, it looks like I am only adding fuel to the fire. Suddenly, another guy comes to meddle in our 'conversation'.
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