Bad Paradox

CHAPTER 3 - Job

Shakai's POV

"Return to your assigned seat." An adult woman's voice is heard inside the room. The sliding door was opened. Students returned to their respective seats. I handed the errands I was supposed to bring.

"Tsk. Late." Ana grits her teeth and clicked her tongue. I whisper a sorry to ask forgiveness.

She swayed me away, returning to my seat. The class started as the bell ring.

Ms. Rika Valenzuela. Written on the board by the uniformed woman. Pretty sure she is our homeroom teacher.

Middle of speaking, she was interfered by an unknown student asking, "What about your age, ma'am?" I do not know whether it is pure curiosity or... idiocy.

"I assume it is bad to ask a woman her age, isn't it?" The last words have stress applied, making it a little bit of a threat. The class burst a laugh but was immediately wooshed anyways.

"So, as I am saying before I interfered, you will have to introduce yourselves as a part of the first day of school tradition." She said. "We will go accordingly to the alphabetical order. You have arranged alphabetically every row, am I correct?"

"Yes." The class answered sluggishly. "Begin." She commands.

"Cruz Arabelle. 17. I love music. Actually, I am playing the piano. Hope you accept me as a fellow classmate." She greets us with a huge smile marked in her face. She's friendly... or I hope so.

"Blanche Aric. 18 Years Old. You could say that I am a nerd for I always binge at books and something." Pretty sure he loves stories. If he loves educational books, he wouldn't end up here in F class.

The introduction continues to work until I got bored and lay down my head. At the arm desk.

Minutes later I feel a hand. "Hey, it's your turn." She said while poking my arm.

"Ah," I responded in unconscious impulse. I got up and started saying rubbish things. "I-I am Ryoko Shakai. I like... A-art." Art. Yes, art. We never had any pictures framed up in our house... It was hand-made by me. I vaguely remember my father's face that is why I created a random face. We wear a smile in my drawings but those are fake emotions as well.

"That's it?" She asked. Which then I replied with a yes while my voice is shaking. "Next." She commanded.

"Levi Haste." After me. He paused after saying his name.

"...That's it?" Our homeroom asks. "Hobbies, talents, or anything you can brag?" She added.

"Ummm... I like... butterflies." The class started to whisper with their friends and companies. What the hell is this guy's saying? What he says is completely more rubbish than mine's.

"Why?" Another question from the it-seem-strict teacher.

"Their wings." That caused confusion within the class. Either way, he ends his introduction and took a seat.

After thousands of years of talking, the class now started. Physics, Mathematics, History, and Economics tore my brain apart.

Anyways, the bell rang which uproars students. It was a lunch break. Of course... the best time for bullies.

"Hey, Ryoko." A greet from Ana. Seems like it wasn't though. "Want to hang out with us after class?"

I responded with a smile. I know that it will lead to a bad thing. "Sorry, I got a part-time job." Served with a fake smile.

"Eh? You are in a prestigious school yet you are doing part-time?" She mocks me but I respond with a small laugh.

"Filthy bitch." She added.

I turned my head away. They left along with her servants.

"You are Levi, right?" A voice came from my left. Another bully? "I am Ryan. Ryan Sebas. Won't you come with us after school and assume it as a welcoming party?"

Ryan Sebas. I think he was the last one to introduce himself. He likes to be a show-off. From what I can see. But he said he likes to party and such. Even I do not know what kind of party he holds. I'm sure that Levi guy will reject him. He seems like an introvert... we're much alike.

"Sure."

...Or not.

I am on my way to my home. It was a tiring day. The first day finally ends.

"I'm home," I said lazily.

"Are you ready?" My mother said while facing a mirror and getting her make-up ready with a red dress she is already wearing. She hands me also a dress blue as a clean ocean.

I got ready as well. Minutes of preparing, "Ryoko, let us go." She said with a smile on her face. Oh, how good to see her in her smile.

Although, those smiles hide ferocious and sinister intents. This is my part-time job... which she recommended.

KTV Bar.

Here I do my part-time. It might be seen as a bar, but women's bodies were easily sold inside to taste. I'm ashamed that I belong to that group.

"Oh, the mother and daughter duo." He greets us while sniffing his earned money.

"Hello, Mr. Kratz." My mother addressed. Mr. Kratz is our employer. He paid our debt, and also gave us our pays according to our 'performance' and 'customer rating'.

I went to a room where I was assigned. I heard the customer was pretty underaged. But he was a special customer so he managed to go in despite.

I knocked on the door and greet him. I sweet-talked him but he remains silent. It was

dark, but I can't reach the light since it is on the other side of the room.

"I will satisfy you." Years of experience brought me into this.

No response. I started removing my clothes before I could even see who he is and before I can even touch him.

He is... fine as hell.