"Thank you for your report, Johnny, it was as perfect as I expected it from you to be. Very well done. Does anyone have any questions?"
Of course, nobody raised their hands; they never did when it came to Johnny. It didn't increase his already low level of seld-confidence. He wasn't very courageous and didn't like giving reports, but it was his English class and his hometown, so he felt better.
Nobody expected the new kid to raise a hand.
"Oh, Ten, go ahead!" Mrs. Cho exclaimed, happy that someone actually decided to participate.
"You grew up over there, didn't you? Your accent sounds too natural to be just learned at school; you've talked to natives a lot."
Johnny, who absolutely didn't expect the new guy to guess where he was born after just five minutes when the rest of the class hadn't managed to do that in years, was at a total loss of words.
Mrs. Cho looked at him, a silent question laying in her eyes, and Johnny nodded.
She answered the boy's question: "Oh, we thought nobody would ever find out."
"So I was right?" Ten asked, a glint in his eyes.
Johnny replied: "Yes, you were, I lived there for 14 years."
"Oh, that's so cool, can you tell me some more about it?" Ten excitedly wanted to know.
Meanwhile, the rest of the class was gasping at the sudden news, someone yelling that it finally made sense why he aced English class all the time, another one openly envying him, and a third person, most likely someone of Mark's 'squad', laughed: "Why didn't you stay there? You don't have friends here, anyways!"
Mark didn't say anything, hell, he didn't even tell the boy to yell that, but he also didn't stop him. That dude probably just wanted to impress him or anything (it didn't work).
Johnny, in the meantime, basically felt his eyes light up, which meant his emotions were taking over and he had to restrain himself.
Luckily, Mrs. Cho was quick to deescalate the situation.
"Well, thanks for the questions, and I think Johnny will tell you about his life in Chicago a bit more later, but we should continue with the reports. Mark, do you still want to tell us what you've researched?"
"Sure," Mark said, standing up from his chair. "Let's talk about my hometown; Vancouver."
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Maybe It's Destiny [NCT]
Fanfiction- In which Johnny finds himself and others threatened by very powerful creatures and somehow makes friends during the whole ordeal of trying to survive. - [NCT]