Midnight Revolution

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Zandro

"Zandro! I'm glad you're back!"

Zandro almost jumped in surprise as soon as he stepped on the classroom doorway. He turned around to face Akaesha. Her blonde hair was still as bright as the sun, and her beautiful emerald eyes were like blackholes trying to pull his soul, preventing him from moving.

He knew he should say anything, at least greet her, but his heart beats so loud and rapidly, unable to move his whole body.

"You've been absent the whole week. I was worried and thinking that your illness has worsened. Did my ointment not help?"

That caught him defenseless. He creased his forehead."I-Illness?"

"Yes. You didn't look fine on our first day and you haven't attended school since that day."

Zandro's cheeks flushed as he averted his eyes. "It actually helps, but in a different way."

"Huh? What do you mean in different ways?"

He felt bad that he hadn't had a chance to actually use it. But seeing her ointment become his reason to go to school.

He scratched his nape. "I-I don't know how to explain."

"Well, you can tell me once you're ready."

"So it's you!" Kairus interrupted as soon as he arrived. "The one who wasted my time and left a sarcastic note!"

Zandro flinched, watching Kairus bite his own palm, drawing blood and transforming it into a scythe. "I'm going to kill you!"

Zandro jolted away from him. His chest beating more intensively like it was going to explode. "W-What?"

"Don't what me! Let's settle it down through fighting!" he smirked his lips, an adrenaline rushed excitement throughout his body.
Show me what you got!"

"Kairus!" Akaesha tried to stop him.

"Everyone! Sit on your chair!"

All their eyes turned into the teacher holding papers.

"Do you not hear me?"

"I apologize, Ma'am!" Akaesha quickly reacted and dragged Kairus to sit. He clicked his tongue in forfeit as the scythe melted into blood, staining the floor. The teacher stepped back in disgust.

"Kairus! Wipe your f*cking disgusting blood on the floor!"

Kairus sighed as he stopped walking with hands on pockets. "Fine. Whatever."

"Whatever? Mind your language!"

"Says who says f*cking in front of the students," he whispered while going out of the room to get cleaning tools.

"Are you saying something?"

Kairus raised his hand nonchalantly while in the hallway. "None!"

Zandro then also raised his trembling hands, with his gaze averted from the teacher. "M-May I go to the bath–"

"No! No one's going anywhere!"

Zandro gulped and rushed to his seat like a shadow. Though it's a lie. He was going to his favorite spot in the backyard to cut classes again.

The teacher went to her desk in front of the blackboards, announced while Kairus was cleaning his blood on the floor. "These papers are the parent's consent that your guardians need to fill up for you to come to the said school field trip this Saturday. Those who fail to comply with this document won't be able to participate. Understood?"