World:Gear

Chapter 1

Two weeks had passed since that incident..

I wish I could say that I remember much, but quite frankly I can't recall anything from that day.

I leaned back in my chair and gazed out of the classroom window, two girls in PE uniforms were looking in my direction and talking to each other, as soon as I made eye contact they ran off.

I let out a sigh of depression.

"Popular as always I see Rowan."

I turned to see who was speaking.

"Ah, the Student Council President."

"Don't say it with such a deadpan voice please."

"To what do I owe the pleasure of the Student Council President of blessing me with his presence?" I asked sarcastically.

A serious look manifested on the President's face.

"The Headmaster would like to take a moment of your time."

"Huh..?"

The President turned and waved his arm indicating to follow him.

Arrogant bastard.

As I followed the President, the surrounding crowds murmurs grew quiet and students began to flee as I reached closer to them.

Man..I had no idea I was this damn unpopular..

"Say, Takenawa."

"What is it Rowan?" He replied in an irritated tone.

"That old bastard..what do you suppose he wants?"

There was a short pause before his response.

"Could you refrain from calling our headmaster 'old bastard' if possible?" He answered in a serious tone.

"U-Uh, sure."

I glared at the back of his head.

Geez..what's his problem?

I shoved my hands in my pockets and proceeded to follow Takenawa in silence. Something had been bugging me ever since I've been able to return to class from the Infirmary wing.

Why does everyone seem to be avoiding me more than usual?

 Honestly..not that it bothers me much..still..something is up.

"Here."

THUMP

I smacked right into the back of the President.

"OI, don't just stop walking and announce we're here all of sudden glasses bastard."

"It's not my fault you fail to be aware of your surroundings."

I gripped the collar of his shirt and slammed him into the wall.

"You sonuva bi-"

"That will be enough Mister Reynolds." Said a familiar voice.

An old man peered from the side of an opened door. 

"Thank you for your assistance Mister Sotaro."

"It was no problem."

He pushed me away from him and began to walk down the hall.

"Headmaster.."

"Hm?" 

Another short pause took place.

"Just don't ever request anything that has to do with that freak again."

Freak? Just who was he talking about exactly? I'LL TAKE HIS DAMN HEAD OFF AND SHOW HIM A FREAK!

He took a glance at me and pushed his glasses up and walked away.

TCH! Bastard..

"Mister Reynolds, I have a serious matter to discuss, please come in."

Great..that glasses bastard and now this old bastard..what a day..

"Rowan." He said as he closed the door.

The atmosphere somehow changed drastically out of nowhere. His expression went from carefree to serious in a split second.

"What I am about to discuss with you cannot leave this room."