Bastard

10

"Just cut the crap and be nice to your dad already! You're lucky to have your dad around!" I can still remember that girl's word.

'Lucky? Since when?' I asked myself while walking behind father.

I am suffering in the hands of this devil and now I'm lucky? She literally had the guts to tell me that.

She's being nosy. That's right, Xenon. That girl's being nosy.

That girl doesn't have any idea. She doesn't have any slightest idea what is going on. She doesn't know anything.

Well, there are useless-- no, outright harmful parents in the world.

From the look at her face, she probably grew up in a nice, normal family.

'What gives her any right to tell me about my family?' I thought while biting my lower lip.

I look up to my father who was helping an old lady cross the street. I smirked as I watch him in disbelief. What a hypocritical bastard.

Since when did he learn to do that? I can't believe him. An ugly murderer like him?

As soon as he finished helping that old lady cross the street, he waved his hands at me and we soon enough parted ways.

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"Kids nowadays..." An old man muttered. I lift my head up and saw an old man muttering something.

I'm late for school, that's for sure. I planned to take a walk to school but since I'm already late, I'm taking a bus.

"Damn kids nowadays. No respect for their elders." He added but I stared at his face blankly.

Oh, I get it. He wanted me to let him take my seat. Well, my body isn't in great shape, old man. Just because I'm young, doesn't mean I'm healthy.

"It's the Education system's fault. They never learn anything from it, that's why they're clueless." His voice were raising, causing commotion in the bus. 

"They may go tutoring and memorize their English vocab list. But they don't learn anything! Damn this youngsters nowadays." My eyes roamed around the bus and all the people were already giving us a glare.

My eyes began to widen when he wrapped his arms to the old man while smirking.

"Want a taste of youth, old man?" He muttered and plastered a smile. A scary one actually.

The old man was clueless.

"How about you think about your own manners next time before flapping your mouth?" He muttered while tapping the old man's shoulder.

"This is a public place after all." Gunter added while smirking widely. How amusing to find him here.

The old man hissed but eventually left after the intimidation Gunter was giving him.

So he'll bully me even here?

"I'll tell you, unlike you, I've actually got my manners, so don't worry." Was he reading my mind? I stared at him for a moment.

"You want to seat--" I didn't had a chance to finish what I'm about to say when he butted in.

"Nah, I always stand." He told me in his proud tone.

Gunter Sy, huh? I've known him for a long time now. Not just because he's a bully. But also the son of my father's biggest competitor in business.

"For a rich kid, why are you so weak? Man, I wouldn't notice that you're his son when you're always curled up." He hissed while looking at me.

"That has nothing to do with you." I replied while staring at him but he just chuckled at my statement.

"But it does. We're from the same class of family. So if you walk all droopy like that, It'll affect on me, too." Gunter uttered while tapping my shoulders. I don't understand what's his deal with me.

"How is it that you're so fearless? Even just now, you answered back to me. You got someone watchin' your back, right?" My eyes widen after what he said. Am I in trouble?

"S-sorry." I'm not going to pick a fight. Not here.

"Nah, forget it. Don't get nervous when it's just the two of us talking. But you're one hell of a sneaky bastard, no?" And he laughed again. 

"I just don't talk to much." I muttered beneath my breathe but I heard him smirked again.

"See? You just talked back again." Am I trying to pick a fight here? My wouldn't just shut up.

"Anyways~ We're here. Better not talk to me in school, glass-eye." he warned me while getting out of the bus, I followed him but immediately stopped walking.

"Or I'll kill you." Gunter Sy, his family is rich, got good grades, not to mention he's good at fighting, too. He's your typical elite type. Although he's a bully.

He may be a bully but...

"Gunter!" I called him once again but he looked back at me with a glare. This time I don't care what will he react.

"Teach me." I muttered but enough for him to hear those words.

"What?" He asked me with his irritated look plastered in his face.

"I WANT TO GET STRONGER, TOO." If Gunter is my only chance. I wouldn't mind being a laughing stock to others.