Donald's POV
I've gone over my notes
Memorized every method.
Repeated the same problems over and over again.
I even made extra time in my work for studying.
I am ready for this.
The school has arranged for buses to take the students to the Olympiad, but I already arranged for my own ride. Kingsley will drive me via limo to the Olympiad an hour before I need to be there. Once I arrive I will find my seat and then return to my ride to quickly go over my notes one more time to make sure that there is no room for failure.
I can feel the anticipation... I'm so excited. I've been waiting for this since I got second last year. I just can't accept getting silver, I need gold. Any form of failure, even in the slightest, just feels wrong. I only win. No losses, whatsoever.
I'm ready to take back my loss and fix it. I'm ready to win.
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Donald's POV
What the heck? Is that Eunjang? There's only about two or three of them, but it's still odd. They didn't even attempt to join last year so why are there so many this year? They aren't exactly known for being smart. Perhaps their newfound confidence has come from the rise of Ben Park and White Mamba. They seem lost. This whole thing must be new to them seeing as how their school has never entered any events like this before. It looks like the person who was assigned to help them also looks like he doesn't know what he's doing. Wait... Now it looks like they're following someone. Weird.
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Donald's POV
So there are four. Is this who they were following? Look at him. He's the perfect description of Eunjang; tiny, fragile, and weak. Ha! And look at his hair, silver.
He's turning around and...
And...
[I only turned around because I felt someone's eyes burning into the back of my skull. Who's that? An albino with tattoos. His aura is very threatening. Interesting... I don't know why, but...] (Gray)
He looks like a girl. Very pretty... Are his eyes pink or purple? Does it matter?
He reminds me of myself when I was stuck on the streets. It's like looking into the past. It's a very odd feeling. I don't want this reminder. Don't remind me of my past. Stop staring. It's so painful. Forget what I have already thought, this kid isn't the perfect representation of Eunjang. He's a damn near-perfect mirrored image of my past self minus the poverty. I don't like this. Look away, look away because I can't.
[It's like looking into a reflection of the future. It's as if I took a bite out of Adam and Eve's apple. He's staring...] (Gray)
Fuck...
I'm not mentally prepared for this shit.
Did he just wave?
[If neither of us is going to break eye contact, then I guess I should do some form of a greeting. Is he not going to wave back?] (Gray)
He looks confused.
Okay, I shouldn't be freaking out. I shouldn't even be comparing him to my past self. I don't even know him. His appearance just freaked me out.
I should probably wave back and get my thoughts in order.
The competition is about to start.
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Gray's POV
I know that it was required for the school to send a guardian of some kind with us, but he really is useless. To the very least, he tries. He obviously doesn't know what he's doing. He is literally following me around and asking me where we are supposed to go. These are things that he was supposed to have looked into before having come here. As for the other three students that came here with me, they are also blindly following me around. Thank goodness I took note of the location of the bus before I had to lead everyone to where we get our assigned seats.
I need to check my phone.
...
No messages.
Good.
That means there are no emergencies.
Calm down.
It's okay.
They're all alright.
I'm alright.
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Donald's POV
This Olympiad is definitely mine. I know I was a bit freaked out at the beginning because of that random pretty boy, but I managed to put him out of my mind for the entire Olympiad. I knew the mass majority of the answers. Honestly, thinking about it now, I believe there were only one or two questions I didn't know the answer's to. Beautiful. I feel wonderful.
...
Hmm...
...
It's still very odd that Eunjang let themselves into the Olympiad. Eunjang just really isn't known for being involved in anything like the Olympiad. The only things that they ever really involved themselves with were sporting events. Why the hell did they suddenly have that big of a change of heart? And again with that tiny little pretty boy. So cute, but so infuriating. How dare you remind me of my past. I know you can't control if you remind me of the past, but god damn it! How dare you!
Eunjang's just made a habit of bothering me on all levels now haven't they? I'm feeling so many emotions that it's confusing me.
Oh... is that?
Yes it is.
It's that pretty boy. He looks distressed. He either did poorly in this test, or, seeing as how there's nobody else near him, he's horribly lost. I'm going to talk to him. His behavior is going to be very far from mine and I will stop associating him with my past self.
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