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John knocks on his classroom door; he is officially 20 minutes late. His first class is history which was luckily easy to find the classroom of, but really, history first thing on a Monday morning, great. He just hopes his history teacher is nice.
The door opens after a second passes by a middle aged woman with coral pink hair in a bun and brown eyes. She stares at the note in his hand and snatches it off of him.
“So you're the new kid?” she asks, walking over to her desk. John nods in response, he has a feeling she already doesn’t like him. Just great. She clears her throat to get every students’ attention. Not like she needed to, everyone was already looking at john like vultures “everyone, I know it's a bit late in the year but we have a new student joining us today! Please introduce yourself.”
“Hello!” he greets the class, slightly nervous. Do they always stare at new kids like vultures? “My name is john. I'm looking forward to meeting you all! And I hope we can get along!”
His teacher tells a girl called Seraphina to raise her hand so he knows where to sit, right next to her. Seraphina looks like the very thing people expect a high tier to look like. Her magenta hair, perfectly straight in a ponytail, her fringe straighter than a ruler. Her blue eyes, cool and calculating. Her posture is so perfect she could pass as a doll. He looks at her notes and sees small writing so perfect that it looks typed, her notes are neatly organised as well. If John believed in the concept of perfection, he would be looking right at her.
The lesson itself passes by with no interruptions. His teacher (that he really needs to learn the name of) is strict but fair and so far a good teacher. John has probably learnt more from her in the last 40 minutes than he had ever learnt from his old teachers in New Bostin.
When class ends he starts packing up his bag, he has double maths next, or in other words, a double class of confusion and daydreaming. He finishes packing up his bag as a girl with blue hair and green eyes comes over. She also has a fringe, do all the girls have fringes or something?
“Hi, john!” she greets “I'm elaine. Welcome to Welston! How's your first day so far?”
“Not bad, I guess…” he answers, not wanting to explain how he really feels, he still hasn't fully recovered from his talk with the principal.
“Wonderful! So which school did you transfer from?”
“Oh! I transferred from new bostin” he answers watching her face pale, she looks concerned for him “erm, are you okay elaine? you went kind of pale.”
“Yeah i'm fine, it's just… my cousin went to new bostin and well you were there for the shadow king so you probably know what happened” she answers and john very much wants to bury himself in a hole, hopefully she was related to someone he didn’t beat up, which is unlikely, he beat nearly everyone up in new bostin. “ he hospitalised him for 2 months, he was expelled after that but still my cousin transferred out of new bostin, too many bad memories.
“Does he go to school here now?”
“No, he went to agwin, he's in his last year there now”
“What's his name i might know him” john asked, hoping he doesn’t
“I hope you know him, he used to be king before the tyrant king,” fuck “his names Zirian”
Of all people Zirian, john stops breathing for a second as all his fights with Zirian flash in front of his eyes, as the comments Zirian made ring in his ears. He can feel the fantom cuts on his knuckles. “Of course I know him.”
“Enough about new bostin.” she says as John regains his breath. “So, john, what kind of ability do you have”
Every student turns to stare now. They didn't even glance at Elaine and his conversation when it was about her cousin getting hospitalised but the minute she asks about his ability they turn into vultures again.
“Well to be completely honest” he smiles, glancing around the classroom. One kid with orange and black hair has picked up a notebook and pen and has started writing in it while his red haired friend elbows him. Their pink haired friend just glares at the two boys, she doesn't actually look too concerned about John's ability. “ i dont have one.”
Everyone instantly reacts. They all look horrified or disappointed. The three friends who were arguing a second ago are now all still, their jaws on the floor. Seraphina simply sighs and mutters something about him being a waste of time. Eleaine is horrified, asking him to repeat himself. When he does she backs away and screams
“I can't believe this!”
John reaches his hand out to comfort her, asking “are you alright?”
“Don't touch me '' Elaine screams, a bit dramatic in John's opinion, and shoves him harshly. He doesn’t budge she may have quite a high level but he is naturally strong and he has good balance, it would take a lot more to knock him down
“Gross. I can't believe I just spent all that time talking to someone like you!”
“Oh, and I thought we were bonding. How sad.” john says putting fake disappointment in his tone and smiling as she walks away in disgust
“If you're a cripple then how,” he hears someone say and looks around to see Evie speaking “how did you beat zeke?”
Everyone now was staring with horror and intrigue, even Elaine and seraphina.
“I punched him, nothing too difficult. It's quite a basic form of offence. I thought I told you that already?”
“You did, I just thought you had a strength ability or something.”
The orange and black hair boy looks like he is losing his mind while his two friends seem grateful to John for beating up zeke. Seraphina stands up from her seat and walks over to John standing right in front of him.
“Isen, activate your ability to check if he's lying.” she calls and the orange and black haired boy jumps out of his skin. After a second he activates his ability and john cant help to stare at Isen’s aura.
His aura was orange and looked to be around the level of 4. His ability itself gives him a wide range of abilities like enhanced senses, x-ray vision, telescopic vision, enhanced speed, and strength enhancement. His stats are well rounded. He probably uses his ability to use physical signs of lying such as a change in heart rate, breathing pattern or even a change in voice pitch. It's a nice and diverse ability.
Seraphina interrupts his thoughts with a question “did you, a cripple, beat zeke, seventh ranked student, in a fight?”
John pauses, they didn’t really fight. Zeke is a bully and an asshole so john punched him zeke didn't have a chance to put up a fight. “No, I saw that he was a bully and an asshole so I punched him. But he did have his ability activated so he should have been able to react since he was using his speed and strength form but I guess I punched him too quickly for him to react.”
“True.” Isen says in awe
“Wait, if I beat him the seventh ranked student, does that make me the seventh ranked student?” John asks the class, he doesn't want to be but it would be funny if he is.
“No!” seraphina says clearly annoyed and frustrated that he punched a high ranked student “as long as you're a cripple you will always be powerless”
John stares at her for a second before shrugging, it isn't his problem if she's annoyed he pickles his bag and starts to leave the classroom “sorry i have to end the investigation but i have to go to maths, see you at lunch”