Marigold [Dangantalia]

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He lit his cigarette, facing away from the stunned and misery-filled eyes of the people who had remained. Alfred's jaw had dropped, his hands slowly turning into fists below the stand he was assigned to in the event of a class trial. "You were behind this." He stated through clenched teeth. 

The man he thought was his ally; a friend. One that he had trusted deeply, had been betraying them all this time. The traitor turned back around, looking back at them-a dark blue sea filled with pure cruelty and malice. Harsh, vigorous waves hiding beneath gray smoke that had slowly seeped through the crevices of his mouth. 

Alfred did not want to believe there was a traitor within their group. They had all witnessed the despair, the suffering, the pain of their friends' deaths. Living in constant fear of being friends with someone and seeing them brutally murdered the next day.

The man responsible for all this torture was just mere inches in front of Alfred. The man responsible for all of the agony and anguish that Alfred and his companions had to painstakingly go through. 

It had all begun 2 months prior. Alfred bounced in his seat on the bus, his face glued to the window with shining eyes and a huge grin.  He was about to attend the famous World Academy, where talented high school students from around the world would be scouted to attend the government-funded school from where they can properly nourish their unique talents. 

These students are called 'Ultimates', as they are one of the, if not The Best in their own fields of expertise. Alfred F. Jones is one of these Ultimate students now. He has a talent for helping people if he does say so himself. It can be as grand as saving people from a burning building, or as little as helping the elderly across the street. Having plenty of awards for his continuous act of bravery, the school has finally recognized his talent of being a hero to the people around him. Which is why the title of the Ultimate Hero was rightfully given to him. 

The bus came to a halt. The announcement, a blur to Alfred, had just begun to play. He fiddled for his bag, bolting out the door and to the front gates of the prestigious Academy. With a grin still present on his face and a puffed chest, he took in the magnificent sight of the building that was proudly towering over him,

The slow rise of the morning sun reflecting the small towers of the left and right side of the whole structure, slowly traveling up to the middle tower; the tallest one among all. One that made the Academy stand out. The World Academy logo displayed at the very top of the middle tower, further solidifying the prominence of the school he was just about to attend. The inviting glass doors to the academy-wide open for everyone to come into for the entrance ceremony.

 "This is it" He muttered, absolutely thrilled, "I can finally become a real hero." 

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a small ding in the front pocket of his jeans. "Hm?" Curious, he takes out his phone, turning it on. It was a text message from his beloved brother Matthew. With a soft smile, he places in his awesome password and reads it. "Do well in school, don't cause trouble please..." His soft smile had slowly turned into a grin as he texts him back,

"Of course I won't cause trouble! Dude, I'm the hero! I get rid of the trouble! Cuz im so cool like that >:D"

" *I'm " Alfred pouts, 

"Don't go all grammar police on meee!" 

 "Alright, Alright, I hope you do great. : )" Alfred laughed, placing his phone back into his pocket. He adjusted his bag, his chin held up high and proud. He was about to attend a prestigious school, after all, He has to look high up with courage and hope.