Chapter 5: Certain Threat

I am getting really bored now. One more day and that asshole does not show up, I will definitely lose my mind. I have been waiting since the third day I arrived in this world as Carlos. How long are you going to take your time? I am seriously going insane.

I am lying down on my bed, pondering if the protagonist would show up tomorrow. The second week has already passed and it is Sunday today so I lazed around my room. Not bothering going out of my comfort zone after days of torture by Eugene and Sir Symoun, the only teacher who seems to target me all the time while the other teachers ignore me like a ghost, they can see me but pretend not to see me. For Eugene, he is getting a little tolerable day by day but his insults are still there. The only thing that became limited is his physical taunt on me, probably it is because of the last time he got physical to me, I did not hesitate to kick him in the balls. Serves him right.

"Master Carlos? Are you not coming out of your room still? It is already 8 in the morning." Julien asks behind the door. I locked the door to prevent him coming in as he knocks. He already came back five times already and I wish for him not to bother checking up on me, asking if I will continue bumming around inside my room. I am fine as I am here.

"Yes, for as long as I like. Now leave me be." I said. I raised my voice a little to indicate annoyance in my tone and make him get the signal already. I am actually annoyed by Julien, however, I do not want him wasting his energy.

"But Master Carlos, you have not come out of your room nor eaten any breakfast yet. Do you want me to bring you some food here instead?" He asked. I dont know if he is worried or he's only doing this because it is his job.

"Dont you have anything better to do? Dont bother coming here again. I will come out to my own accord." I replied to him. I knew that he heard me very well and walked away. I avoided his question if I want food to be brought up here. I snuck to the kitchen around midnight again last night that's why I dont feel hungry yet. I have became cautious of not falling asleep in the kitchen ever since I woke up in my room the next day. If I managed to get away that night by someone's help, I would not fall asleep in that place ever again. Although, thank you. Whoever you are.

I continued to laze around in my bed till I heard a noise outside my window. I begrudgingly got up my bed to check out what was the commotion even though I tried not to care about it. When I looked outside, there are bunch of people hanging around in the garden. Most of them are women, dressed extravagantly and few men around, talking to the ladies that they liked the most amongst the crowd. Then I saw Carlos' brother and sister. The sister is with her fiance while the brother stood 1 foot away from them, significantly far but close enough for few interactions. I figured they must be hosting a tea party. A good reason to not come out of my room.

I returned to my bed and sit, thinking of what I could do at the moment to pass time. I looked around and there are things I could use my time on, however, those things does not interest me. Chess has never been my forte. Games of the generals are confusing and repetitive. Chutes and ladders? Hm, might be a good one but way too simple and boring to play alone. Books? I have already read some of them and the others are not great. Seriously, are there no other things that I could do here?

I sighed and laid back down to my bed, bouncing as I fall back. I looked the walls inside then made my gaze way up to the ceilings. There are still nothing else to do.

I gave another sigh then get up from my bed and changed my clothes into an appropriate one, I cant go out wearing my sleeping clothes. I checked myself at the mirror at I looked presentably well. Casual and comfortable but I am still against of going out so I returned to my bed, sitting down as to not wrinkle my clothes. This is pointless.

"Hmm... just what to do? Anything! Just something so I wouldnt have to go out of this room!"

I instead, reached for my school bag and dumped all of the items inside. It scattered on the table and few things fell down, including the pencil with the ribbon tied around it fell to the floor. I went ahead and grabbed it then a thought came into my mind, an idea.

"Hey, why not I turn my things into painting materials so I could paint again. Its been too long after all." I said to myself with a smile on my face. My mind has brighten up. I grabbed few items and one of them is an empty notebook. I opened it and teared up few papers. I closed my eyes with a piece of paper in my hand an tried to feel the same feel when I turned the ribbon into a pencil and I drew the image of what I want to turn the paper into in my mind.

I felt a small gush of wind touches my cheeks and I felt the piece of paper changed in my hand. When I finally opened my eyes. It worked! It actually worked! It wasnt just my imagination! I could use magic! I rejoiced from what I did, thinking the time at Sir Symoun's class was just luck but this proves it isnt just a luck but a real deal. I could do it. Excitedly, I reached for the other pieces of paper and turned them into an items that I would need for painting. Like acrylic paints, paintbrushes, paint shovel, paint palette, a cup, a pitcher filled with water for washing the brush in the cup, a canvas and a canvas stand. With the items completed, I got even more excited. I will be finally be able to paint again!

I set up the canvas in an open area of my room. I open the paints and wetted my brush by dipping them in the water inside of the cup that I used magic on. I grabbed my pencil and think about what I would paint. It didnt take long for me to decide what to paint and started working on sketching on the canvas. Moving my pencil ins swift and light motions and deep and stiff at some part of my sketch. Sketching the picture in my mind. And after that's done, I grabbed the the paint shovel and scooped up some paints then mixes it on my paint palette, creating the hue color I need for my painting. Once that I am finally done with my color mixing and got the color I will be needing, I did not waste my time to grab my wet paintbrush, dip it on the paint I prepared and applied it on the canvas.

My skills on painting that has been sleeping for so long had now been awaken and ready to be used again. I

I applied every paint I needed on some parts of my painting. I made sure my brushstrokes are careful. Light and careful for delicate, detailed, and intricate part of the painting. Making sure I paint in one direction so the colors would be equally applied and saved the movement of chaotic brushstrokes for the background to create gradient effect.

Paint became a real great pass time activity that I did not even notice that I stayed in my room longer than I anticipated. But to be honest, I was really pumped up earlier that I painted my piece in only 4 hours. Most of the time it would take longer. Sometimes days or weeks. Motivation is a great tool if you want to create an art. Since I was almost drawn into my painting that I think this might be my greatest piece of all time.

Are you curious of what I painted? What I painted is actually the sky I watched back then. I painted it from the perspective where my view isnt limited by the window. I painted the color of that sky, the feathery form of the cloud, the glow of the sun and I specially made sure that the sun would appear soft in my painting which I succeeded to do so thats why I am even more happy of the result of my painting.

"Master Carlos?" Julien came back. Tsk, I thought I told him not to bother me. "It is noon. When are you planning to leave your room?" He asks. I only sighed and told him to go away.

"I dont feel like leaving my room still. Now go!" I demanded. Hurrying to make him go away

"Do you not feel hungry? You did not eat breakfast." Julien said through the door. I heard the twist of the knob and I knew he tried to open my door though he did not try the second time when he realized it is locked still.

Now that I think about it, I do feel hungry. It is now noon he said, yes? Yeah, maybe I should ask him to bring me some food to my room.

"Bring me my lunch here. Be quick!" I commanded him.

"Very well then. I knew you would be hungry now, so, I brought a maid with me to bring you your lunch. Now, could you please open the door?" He asks politely. When I heard he already have my lunch ready behind the door, I panicked.

"What!?" I asked for confirmation.

"Yes, Master Carlos. I have your lunch prepared and it here now by advance."

This old man--! I didnt get to clean up my mess yet!

Panicking, I rushed to hide my painting including my other stuff. I tried to get them all in one handling but the color palette, still wet, face flat to my chest, tainting my clothes full of colors. I hissed at my mistake and continued to hide them but where? Uhm-- in my closet? It might get to my clean clothes! What about behind this drawer? It would be too noticeable and it will not hide my painting! Erm, uhh...

"Master Carlos? We are waiting outside. Please open the door so we could deliver you your lunch." Julien persists. He tried to twist the knob again and it made me to hurry up more.

When I finally hid everything in separate places, I made sure to take off my blazer that was filled with colors and slid them underneath my bed using my foot before I walked to my door and opened it. I hope I dont look haggard.

"Is something the matter, Master Carlos? Your breathing seems unstable." Julien asks as he sees my quicken breathing pace. I assured him I am fine and it is also only because of palpitation from getting up too fast while lying down. He bought my lie though I am not sure if he actually did. He did not pay much attention to it then, so, he snapped his fingers and the maid made way inside and placed the tray of food to my table. I was already close to the table and I had to wipe away the spilled paint on the table before she could get any closer. I looked at Julien if he noticed something and I think he did... He straighten his neck when he saw me wipe something and I already knew he suspects me of something. God I hope he does not ask any questions.

After placing the food from the tray to my table, the maid bowed to me respectfully before leaving the room first. Julien stayed a little bit, looking at me. I knew I need to move or else he might get even more suspicious so I sat down to the table and picked up the utensils and cuts up the a piece of meat from my food. I thought Julien would be satisfied I am going to eat but he remains still. Ugh, I need him to go away.

"How long are you gonna stand there? Are you going to waste your time here watching me eat while stalling your other duties? Not very good example of you, Julien" I tried to tease him a little bit and he gave me a nod after that then just left quietly. It is strange or rather, he acted strange. These days, I would often give him a daily insult to him and everytime I do, he would reply to my insults to debunk the bad things I describe him as. Though he is just a butler who works under this family, not once has he ever let Carlos go when it comes to this type of stuff. Often would he say something back at Carlos to keep his dignity but today he did not. Is something matter to him today?

I ate my lunch as soon as he closed the door. My lunch is fettucine pasta with a side of cole slaw and a small bread filled with apple jam. I also have a pitcher and some tea to go down with my food. The tea is just simply green tea, the kind of what I usually drink in my world.

While eating, the noise outside still hasnt tone down. They are all still talking and cheering as if they are doing some activities to make things interesting for them, whatever their party keeps going. I have no information about their certain activities and by time, I think they are getting more and more noisier every hour passes by and the number of voices keeps adding. Are they inviting more people in their party? Also, why host a party that is just right behind my room? Seriously, these people or Carlos' siblings do know what place they would decided for a party. I was able to ignore them all because I was in too deep with my paintings, too busy to bother to whatever commotion they cause outside but now that I am not doing anything besides eating my lunch, I get to hear every noise they make.

I finished my lunch and leaving no crumbs behind. After eating, I decided it is now time to leave my room. The noise is getting unbearable now that I will be the one adjusting instead so to not be bothered by them again. I opened my door and closed it behind me, I also ordered the maid that I first saw to get the plates in my room and clean my table. I proceeded to walk around the manor that would lead me further from the crowd's noises, so I planned to go on the other side of the manor instead, which is the back side. This is where they keep the stables for the horses and some livestocks for the the manor's food, including poultry. The place is also very open with some few open fields of flat where people could play with golf sometimes or do activities that would require open spaces.

I wondered around the place and found out no one is in the stables. Perhaps the workers who are incharged here are having their lunch somewhere. I hope they take their time to eat their sustenance for their continuous of shifts to watch over this place so I could take a look at the horses in peace.

I went inside the stables and multiple horses are presented. All are in their own stall. Some are eating some hays, some are just looking out, and some are not appearing their heads from their tall, maybe they are resting. That would not matter at all, since I am only here to observe them. They are all quiet, few neighs there but none so loud at all, not any louder than the party in front of my bedroom.

With one horse who seemed a little unbothered by my presence compared to the other horses who averted themselves from me as I walk pass their stall, this particular horse with a black figure with few white spots like a cow does not turn away from me. Boldly, I tried to interact with it but I received almost my arm about to get chewed. When it failed its attempt to bite me, it turned away and faces its behind to me and never again did it look at me. Good thing I was able to pull my arm back on quick reflex or else I would have gotten quite an injure.

After finding nothing but nonsense, sighing in disappointment, I went back to my room all gloomy while the party still going outside my room but I couldnt care less anything about it now. Back then, in my neighborhood, it is alright to have a party and blast music and have karaoke even at the middle of the night as long as it is someone's birthday. We would pardon their disturbance since the celebration happens only once a year, unfortunately, many people would have their birthday in each year so at some point, there would be multiple disturbed nights. With their noises, it is nothing compared to the people who tries to hit the high note in karaoke nights. I could bare this much, of course.

"Oh! Haha! This isnt the bathroom!" My door swung open aggressively. I looked behind me and see my door, widely open with an asshole standing by the door frame.

"I swear I followed the directions that was given to me." He said following with a bit few staggering on my floor. His face is red, his neck is sweating and his eyes are droopy. Is this guy wasted? In the middle of the noon? Seriously?

"Who the hell are you!?" I yelled to him. He looked to me unbothered by his intrusion then smiled at me as if he did not just barged in. Annoyed I yelled him to leave my room at once. "Leave! You are not welcome here in my room! Go!" I demanded but he only smiled at me still like he thinks he did not do anything wrong or maybe he is too wasted to comprehend what I am saying neither the situation he is in.

"Sorry man, I didn't mean to barge in. Hey, could you tell me where the bathroom is?" He said then scratched his head, trying to make things look a little less serious. Huh, maybe he can still create coherent thoughts and speech after all.

"Certainly it is not here in my room and I would not tell you. Go ask a maid!" I yelled. I walked closer to him to spin his body around to face to the open door and push him but because of our build difference, I could do little move to him and he remains stiff on the spot like a pole.

"Hey hey! No need for that. I only need to know where the bathroom is. Surely you know!" He pleads.

"I don't care! Go ask a maid!" I insisted. Still trying to push him out of my room.

"But don't you live here man? C'mon, tell me!" He pleads. He turned his body to me effortlessly then clasp his hands together in a praying manner and pleads.

"Ugh! Fine!" I facepalm my forehead. "The bathroom is not in this corridor! It is in the first floor. Take the stairs on the left from here then walk straight to the right and you will see it! Happy!?" I explained with anger. Eager to get him out of my room. There is actually a bathroom nearby but I'd rather want him to be far away from me as possible.

"Alright alright. Geez..." He said to me with a bummed out expression. His broad shoulders hang low. He walks towards back to the door and I followed him to see him outside before I lock my door. When he finally stepped both of his feet outside, I was ready to close my door but his hand quickly reaches out to my arm. His gripped me so firmly that I was caught off guard and tried to break free from me, however, all I got is him pulling me outside of my room.

"Ugh! What are you doing!? Let go!" I struggled. Trying to break my arm free from his grip. I used my other hand to pry his hand off but he caught that too. Frustrated, I shook my whole body but he kept my whole figure in one place with any trouble.

"Calm down, would'ja?" He said carefree.

I got even more annoyed and yelled at him. "Calm down!? In what proper person are you to drag me, out of my room in my own house!?" I angrily said to him but he remained unbothered. I threw a fit because he still would not let go off my hand and he remained persistent of holding my arm and lead him the way to the bathroom.

"Oh c'mon. Please? Just this moment? And after this you would never see me again!" He said with a puppy eyes, pleading for his request to be granted and showed me an optimistic smile at the end. Though he is taller, he somehow managed to look smaller in my eyes that I must admit it is getting to me, shamefully. I find it hard to say no directly to him. All this time I give him alternate ways for him to reach the bathroom even though I knew I dont want to have anything to do with him due to him barging in my room, appearing all drunk and messy, then boldly asks me where the bathroom is to the point he is dragging me with him. It has been hard for me to say no since then, even before I appeared in this world...

I scoffed and looked away from his eyes because of the annoyance I feel to him but unable to refuse. I gave out a brief sigh to let my frustration out and sharply said "Fine!" then started walking to the same direction I gave him. His hand still latched on my arm tightly. When is he going to let me go? I wondered. I could feel a vein close to popping but remained intact in my head.

As we both got down to the stairs, I straightly walked passed the murmuring maids who are looking in my direction. I made sure to appear annoyed and looked at those servants who dares to look at me with confusion with my angry eyes to make their heads turned away from my direction. I do not know who this person is and I would not want to know because I knew and he also promised that he will disappear once I help him.

"Here it is!" I presented him the door of the bathroom. I made sure that it is obvious that this is the place and gestured using both of my hands to present the bathroom in front of him. After that, I scoffed again and tried to make my getaway till he latches onto my arm again, very quickly.

"Ugh Let go! I showed you the way!" I yelled at him.

He looked around as if he's being very cautious of the surroundings and there are no servants in sight. I wish for that moment a servant was at present at that time before he drags me inside the bathroom with him and he did so effortlessly. With my arm held by his hand, he maneuvers my body so easily as if I dont weigh much to him or its that he always catches me off guard that I dont have enough time to react and brace myself from his manhandling.

"Hey! What are you--!? Why did you bring me here inside with as well!?" There is not a moment where I wouldnt yell at him because of his savage handling and pathetic displays. Although he is what I described, he completely changed. Back in my room, he is nothing but a man who could not follow a simple directions to a man who is now quiet as an owl and his eyes are sharp, looking at me. And from that, I got chills when I stared back at him, though I remained my "Carlos" demeanor but on the inside, I feel danger. My instincts are kicking me in the guts and yelling at me to leave immediately.

"L-let me go!" I tried to pry his hand off of me once again but this time, I got a harsh push against the wall by him. His free hand grabbed me by the neck then used his previous hand holding me to point finger so close to my face. I looked at him in the eyes and his eyes could stab me to death if he could.

"I know what you've been doing to my little sister." He growled. His voice is so deep when he said me that and it sent shivers down my spine. I couldnt do anything at this point because I felt my whole body froze. He closed the gap between my face and his and left 3 inches open. I could feel his breathing as he puffs out the the air inside his lungs and I know he can now feel my chest heave from panting.

"W-who..?" I cautiously asked. When I did, he became even angrier than he was. He pulled me from the wall then bashed me again. I gave out a sharp gasp as he did. I looked at him again but seems like pushing me against the wall didnt give him any satisfaction.

"Youve been beating up other girls that you dont even bother remembering their names?" He skeptically asked. I could feel his grip around my neck getting tighter. My breathing became even more difficult than it already is. I tried to use both of my hands to pry off his hand, unfortunately, I received the same treatment again. All I could do is do nothing.

"Alliyah!" He yelled. "Alliyah Camiera!" he pronounced his sister's whole name and something clicked in my head.

Alliyah Camira is an illegitimate daughter of the Camiera family. But she was accepted as a whole in the family's manor because her mother is her father's first love but was forced to marry another woman. She is the second child of the head of Camiera and easily won the hearts of everyone in the manor including the first born in the family, Andrei, because of her down to earth kindness except for the legal wife of her father.

That same Andrei must be this person right in front of me. Hand tightly wrapped around my neck, breathing down on me and threatening me. I could feel Im getting lightheaded because of the lack of oxygen which I fail to fill my lungs with enough air. If only he would loosen his hand around me neck just a little bit.

"You bullied my sister." He accused which I dont doubt that is it the truth. Must have happened previously before I became Carlos. "Not only did you badmouthed her but you also put your hands ON HER!" I felt the tremor of his voice vibrating all the way to the whole big bathroom we're in. It did shake me up and not just a little bit but by lots, I mean it.

"Let. Go. Of me!" I separately said my sentence by word by word as I need to inhale air as much as I can to formulate another word to come out of my mouth. My hand still trying to pry his hands off but with less aggressive struggling and simply moving each of my fingers to slip inside his grip and give my neck just a little space so I can breathe just a bit better.

"No!" He yelled. He now then finally moved me away from being cornered by his body then moved my own body to the opposite side which is further into the bathroom. I see him moving his head around as if to he is looking for something then not long, he pushed me a bit more further and released one of his hand wrapped around my head then opened the water basin. Without a moment wasting, he returned his free hand to my neck then pushed my head down into the water basin.

I couldn't breathe. My head drenched into the water. I struggled frantically once more and try to lift my head up but Andrei is preventing it. I propped both of my hands on the rim of the large water basin to give myself a support to my weight in-order not falling deeper in the water basin.

I don't know how many seconds he dipped my head in the water and after he was satisfied, or at least I thought so, he lifted my head out of the water. My hair dripping wet and those multiple drops of water fell onto my shoulders all the way down to my clothes, wetting my top.

"You hurt my sister. You tormented her a great deal of her life." His head so close to my ear, ensuring I hear him well. "So I'm gonna make sure what I'm going to do with you is worth the torment you did to my sister." Without a doubt, he dipped my head back into the water. Another rush of panic washes over me as I try to struggle again and again from him. Giving me a great deal of half a minute into the water then lifting my head back up for me to breathe then back into the waters again over and over again. A cycle he did multiple times, making sure he doesn't drown me to death. He'd rather torture me.

I fear that my lungs is filled with water instead of air so I risked my remaining oxygen inside my lungs to utter a please for him to stop. He did not listen.

When he was satisfied after almost unending torture of having my head in the water. He pulled my head back  away from the water then bashed my head to the tiled walls of the bathroom to end his reign of torture to me, though so I thought because the actual ending of his torture was having his right foot finding its place into my stomach. Earning a loud scream of pain from me. He scoffed and warned me to never touch his sister again or he would do something even more worse. He left after drying himself with a towel provided inside the bathroom then locked the door behind him before finally leaving me inside, lying down in a fetal position.

I laid there for who knows how long. I laid there hoping to rest and give me a little bit of energy but every passing seconds, it seems to get worse and theres a pounding in my head and a throbbing pain in my guts.

I got this all because Carlos did so many horrible things and I am to fucking suffer because of what he did.

Carlos, you're a fucking bitch.

I dont know how long laid inside the bathroom when I woke up but the light emitting from the small window did say it has been long. Too long now that it is going dark.

I slowly get up on my feet and felt the pain in my stomach is worse when I stood up. I felt unsteady because my head feels way too heavy and it's difficult for me to breathe. With my feet on the ground, it is shaky. I am trembling as I walk towards the mirror and saw the wet spot on my head and turns out it wasn't just water but blood as well. I got a wound from Andrei bashing my head to the wall. The amount of blood is alarming, however, at that time, I did not care.

I grabbed a small towel then cleaned my wound. I used soap and water and gently kneaded at that part of wound. There's a little bump too so it is swollen. I didn't care. I cleaned it well but the red of fresh wound is there. Surprisingly, the wound is small enough to be hidden underneath my bangs, as long as I don't trim it. For sure it might leave a scar so my best choice is bangs, though it did look like it needed a stitch. Fuck...

My hair is already dry and the other part that isnt dry yet, I used another clean towel to dry it. I must have been asleep for so long my hair dried up while I laid in the floor unconscious.

I walked to the door and open the bathroom door and saw no people around the hallway. I left the bathroom and decided to walk back to my room but then I remember my wound needed a stitch so I called the closest maid I saw along the way and asked her to stitch my wound. I could see her face troubled when I approached her. Voice trembled when she replied while looking at my wound instead in my eyes. I don't blame her to be scared of Carlos.

I sluggishly walked in the second floor hallway, where my room resides just a few more steps. The hallway looks as if it is spiraling and as I move it feels like I am swimming. I am way too lightheaded to move around. I proceeded to walk and nearly at my door, I saw a figure standing over there. My vision is a bit blurry still so I couldnt make out who it is at first until I got closer and realized it is Julien.

"Oh Master Carlos. I thought you were still inside so I came to check up on you." Ah, I see. Its just Julien visiting my room. Unfortunately I wasnt inside so he must have been there for quite a while, waiting for an answer. "Master Carlos, are you alright? You are walking so... unsteady." Julien observes me. His eyes scanned me from the bottom to the top then walked closer to me. I took a few steps back, although his hand were quicker than I could react and reached to my forehead, setting my bangs aside and revealing the fresh stitched wound on my head.

"What happened?" he didnt hesitate to ask. I could not tell what his tone was because I could still hear the pounding in my head. I brushed him off and told him it is not his business but he insisted anyway. He blocked my way from going into my room and repeatedly asking me. Eventually I got irritated. I wish to go back to my room and rest there instead, Julien is preventing me so, I slapped his hand away.

"Its none of your business! Stop asking about something you shouldnt concern yourself about!" I yelled at him which gave him a little shock from my outburst. I didnt waste my time to walk pass through him and open my door then lock it on the inside. Walked towards my bed and gently laid myself there. I fear that if I were to jump into it, it would cause my head hurt again as it is already slowly subsiding.

Afterwards, I felt a little bad to Julien. He was only asking but I was too preoccupied on my objective to getting to my room quickly as I can that I brushed him off harsher than I intended. I wish to apologize however, it is against Carlos' character. Maybe I would apologize to him when the ending is nearing. Who knows, maybe I would apologize too to other characters that I will be needing to do them wrong here in this world for the sake of the story. I just want them to know I didnt want to hurt them but has to be done.

The day ended with me falling asleep in a half dried clothes and woke up feeling unwell. My body felt heavier than it was yesterday and my head hurts more than it should have been. And the next day I realized I am having a fever today. But that cannot be an excuse for me not to go to school today. I need to wait for the protagonist's arrival.

Julien came by my door once again and asked me his usual question nowadays which is whether I am going to have breakfast or Im gonna have packed up lunch for school instead. I chose the second option. Mostly. I went to school without Julien seeing me.

I sat quietly in my seat. Teachers ignoring me and miraculously, Eugene is absent and so is Sir Symoun. Something to be celebrated about and something to be grateful for because if they were to be here, my headache would get worse 10x for sure. I celebrated it by resting throughout the whole discussion of each classes and fortunately, I felt my body getting a little bit better. Must be because of the energy I am getting from sleep though I might need an actual medicine. I should go to the clinic.

The bell rings and I wasted no time to walk towards to the school clinic. I was a little bit skeptical at first because I dont know how this actually works. I never went to school clinic by myself before. Most of the time my friends would accompany me to the clinic and help me speak to the nurse inside. How do they talk to the nurses again? I have a headache? Can I get medicine? But what if they dont believe me? Or maybe if they will but would they give me anything? I hope it wouldnt be anything that involves with ice packs. I feel like freezing today.

After standing for so long, I slid the door open and I was greeted with a whole completely different atmosphere and clearly, it is cold inside. I walked in slowly. Saw some few of the students in there as well and I did everything I could to ignore their staring at me. I wont do anything dont worry, at least, only because I dont feel well.

"My head hurts. Give me some pain reliever or whatever that could help me with this headache." I stepped up to the the nurse. Surprisingly, I worried over nothing because she did as what I told her to. Maybe out of fear of me as she was stammering with her words and her hands were nervously picking things from the cabinet to get what I need. She looks young too, perhaps a newbie?

I took the medicine there and drank some water from the water dispenser then left quietly with their eyes still glued on me.

I walked back to my classroom and there are few students there. Most of them must be still in the cafeteria so I'm a little grateful for that because of the less noise. I sat on my seat and just slept again.

The whole day I felt so listless and heavy but it gradually gotten better after drinking some medicine and I actually managed to lift my head from my desk with almost no weight of headache in my head.

"Good afternoon class." The last teacher arrived. She had a big smile as she faced us. I caught a glimpse of her trying to steal a look from me but what for? After once she didn't do it again then continued what she is going to announce.

"From today on, we!"

Hey hey, am I hearing this right?

"--will be!"

No way!

"joining with a new student!"

Is it finally him!? It has to be him!

"Meet Rhyden Blight!" the teacher finished with her announcement. After she had called for his name, Rhyden entered the room. His tall figure reaches very close from the high big tall door frame and as he walks in, he towers almost all of us. From the sunset light, the orange hue coming from the sun touches his skin so gently that gave him a sun kissed view to everyone. He walks full of courage and stands in front of us filled with determination. His face holds the humble expression he is wearing above his handsome features. His hair is a gradient color of black and reddish orange at the end of his hair. His eye sockets hold the brightest sapphire jewel for eyes. His face is the perfect shape of heart shaped face, giving him a sharp jawline in every angle that makes him really attractive. Though his body is clothed with the multiple layers of the school uniform, it is still visible that his body is toned well. Shoulders broad, back is wide, his legs are long and strong. Perfect definition of handsomely fit if that title exists.

"Rhyden Blight was in a different section but because of his extraordinary phenomenon, giving him incredible abilities to be able to perform any tasks exceedingly, we wonder if being good at everything is his talent!" The teacher light boasts while trying to elevate Rhyden's confidence in front of everyone. Giving him a great recognition of what he can do and everyone for sure had already heard of him and in no doubt would immediately accept him nonetheless of his commoner background.