"So class, should we begin with introducing ourselves?" The man in front of the class spoke, his eyes were shaking and it was visibly noticeable that the man is cross-eyed.

  He has such an annoying smile on his face, when I first saw his face on a Facebook story I was immediately disgusted with his look. Not only was his looks are disgusting but also his taste in music.

  I can already tell with his eyes and from his taste in music that he was already gay, and so far in my life gay people only traumatized me more...

  I used to have... gay friends, they were fun to be around to be honest. I completely supported them but not to the point I'd be protesting on social media I just supported them as a friend.

  That was until...

  "Jean R. Valentin, is Mr. Valentin present?" Mr. Manzano spoke as he was trying so hard to find me with his shaky eyes.

  I stood up and walked in front and took a deep sigh, I never actually prepared for any introductions since I've known these people for almost a year now.

  So far only three people transferred on this class, a girl named Amber, a box headed man named Alvin, and a guy named Keon...

  All of a sudden, my vision started to distort for a while as I caught a small glimpse of a room... a dark rubber room with lights flickering uncontrollably.

  In the dark room there were three figures inside, and one of them seemed to be holding a ball... a ping pong ball. One was sitting by the corner as I noticed the figure's knees were slightly trembling, and one figure holding a gun as he pointed it to the figure holding a ping pong ball.

  I couldn't seem to fathom the fact dying just because of a mere toy which costs 40 pesos on the local market. If I were you I'd surrender it right now-

  "Mr. Valentin, are you okay?" Mr. Manzano asked as he looked at me with those shaky puppy eyes.

  I'd rather you stop staring at me with those eyes or I'll knock those damn frames off...

  "Yeah, I'm fine I guess I really didn't have much sleep last night." I yawned.

  "Dude, I told you man you shouldn't have stayed up 'til 2AM grinding ranked!" Prince shouted from the back.

  The call was unexpected yet Prince surely understood the assignment, to be honest to everyone I'd had plentiful sleep last night. I even woke up brimming with "so much energy." Yet I couldn't understand, why am I seeing those things.

  "So that's why... next time try to sleep earlier Mr. Valentin, but for now may you introduce yourself to the class?" Mr. Manzano replied.

  "Sure... yeah." I replied.

  "I'm Jean Rebanal Valentin, and I'm 15 years old, I live near the basketball court next to the national high school, I like sweets and I expect we'll all be getting along well, I hope we have a fun school year."

  "Oh, that's great Mr. Valentin you may now go back to your seat." Mr. Manzano smiled

  Well, I was about to go back to my seat anyways... as I sat down, I stared down the window for a while. I expected a much better view than a squatter area filled with trash and graffiti.

  While staring blankly I noticed a tricycle driver stopped by the area, he got out of the tricycle as he went to one of the walls edges to take a piss.

  As the man was pissing, I heard a scream from the other room.

  "Hey! No pissing here geezer!" the boy from the other room shouted.

  Was that Rofer's voice? It sounded like his voice, and knowing him he'd cause much trouble during the first day without a care in the world.

  "You fucking... I'll come after you!" The man outside shouted.

  Well, I guess we're fucked again... well not exactly our section, but theirs. I guess I'll have fun listening to another scolding from the other room, nothing's more entertaining than listening to a little trouble.

  "Keon Benitez, is Mr. Benitez present?" Mr. Manzano muttered in front.

  Benitez... where have I heard that name before...

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  A boy with thin glasses walked in front with a confident look on his face, he wore a white torn sweater under his black t-shirt branded nirvana on it paired with some blue jeans. I know for a fact this guy was a band kid just by looking at him

  Not all but he had good facial features, and you'd feel open just by looking at the man.

  "Good Morning, I'm Keon Galang Benitez-"

  "What the fuck Jean!" Keon shouted as he pointed something at me, his hands wrapped tightly around my neck as I struggled to get off his grasp.

  What the hell just happened... okay, this guy is creeping me out. Why do I have a feeling I was somewhat close with him before, have I met him somewhere?

  "Okay you may now go back to your seat Mr. Benitez."

  "I guess that's everyone, I'm Sir Andrew Manzano, you can call me Sir Andrew and I expect that we all would get along well-"

  "Where the fuck is the kid who shouted while I was pissing!" The tricycle driver shouted as he kicked down the door from the other section. The guard, wearing a yellow t-shirt was holding an arnis stick followed the man behind him as he held his shoulder.

  "Sir, could you please calm down and let us de escalate the situation-" The tricycle driver, flicked away the guard's arm as he pressed onto him.

  "De escalate?! And let these kids disrespect their elders!" The tricycle driver shouted as he held the guard on the collar.

  Oh boy... drama drama, how funny. Let's see how this shit turns out, I got to credit Rofer for this cinema experience in the first day.

  "Shit, if you weren't dangling your dick in the corner next to a school we wouldn't have called you out." Rofer replied with a smug look as he stood by the door.

  "If any, this could be called for public indecency."

  "You little shit, I was in the corner next to no windows stop making shit up!" The tricycle driver shouted as he let's go of the guard walking towards Rofer.

  "I'm not pulling this shit up my ass Mr, I'm just saying you could've pissed at some where private instead of pissing next to a group of kids. What are you, some kind of pedophile?" Rofer laughed at the man.

  "Oh yeah? I'll make you piss in front of all these kids!"

  "Sir, if you lay a finger on one of the students-"

  Oh shit this is getting heated! I got off my seat and went to peek outside to get a better view of the situation, you don't get to see this shit everyday you know.

  The tricycle driver blinded in rage, charged forward to Rofer in an attempt to grapple him. But his attempt was futile, as he tripped over and fell onto one of the chairs the girls were sitting at.

  The girls startled, shouted as they began stomping the man on the head running away from the chair, now that's got to hurt...

  Rofer grabbed the chair as the girls were standing on the side panicking, as he began to repeatedly pummel the chair onto the man's back as he was stomping him in the groin.

  "Yeah, piss in front of this shithead!" Rofer shouted, as each of the strikes got harder and harder until the wooden chair broke.

  "That's enough!" The guard held Rofer tightly locking his arms as he pinned him to the ground in a choke hold knocking him out.

  Holy shit... we're reaching national TV with this bullshit! Did he just choke out a student?! Isn't that like... illegal. Plus, he's the mayor's kid so, even more illegal!

  "Okay class, calm down and get back at your seats!" Mr. Manzano shouted.

  While I stood there, watching as Rofers body gets carried to the clinic next with the tricycle driver, the rest of the students murmured to one another as they went back to their respective rooms and seats.

  Seeing them walking back, I too did the same. Although, this first day was starting off as wild as ever... first the girl, then deja vu, and then this?!

  "Well...as I was saying, I guess that's everybody I hope we all get along class." Mr. Manzano chuckled nervously.

  "Also, tomorrow I'll be assigning you to your proper seats that's it for today you're all dismissed

  "But don't we still have eight more hours-" NIco replied to the teacher.

  "The principal ordered us to dismiss everyone early because of what happened outside." Mr. Manzano smiled.

  "Well then, I'll be seeing you tomorrow."

  Early dismissal, well considering Rofer did another mess I'd be shocked if he won't be expelled after what he did. Well, should I even be shocked if he won't he always gets away of everything since he's the mayor's kid, everyone's scared of him just because of his last name.

  But for me honestly, I don't give a shit about his antics unless he wakes up one day and decides to pick on me I'll beat his ass so hard he would have the thought of switching cities. But I'm so proud to become a very well known pacifist in our school, violence is never the answer right? It's a question and the answer is yes.

  As my classmates began leaving the room, I packed my bags checking if I had lost any of my things. Well, obviously I didn't since it's the first day of school and I want to look responsible to everyone around me.

  Even though my aunt calls me a irresponsible douchebag who slacks off everyday playing Mobile Legends, I try my best to help in the house. Well, I kinda try my best...

  While packing my things, I felt a hand tap on my shoulder. Well, it must be Prince or Alexis asking me if I would walk home with them.

  "Hey dude, I'm gonna use the tricycle on the way home-" I smiled as I turned around seeing that it was Keon?

  The classroom starts dimming slowly as I looked at Keon's brown eyes through his glasses looking at me with a puzzled expression on his eyes.

  "H-hey Keon, what's up?" I intoned nervously as he lets go of my shoulder, he adjusts his backpack and clears his throat for a moment.

  "You're Jean right?" Keon asked me with a puzzled look.

  "Yeah, I'm Jean... I did just introduce myself earlier right?"

  "M-Maybe you were at the bathroom that time, well I guess-"

  "No no, I heard you the first time." Keon cuts me off as he kept staring at me, the brown shade of his eyes slowly began dimming darker.

  "So, uh... what do you need?" Keon doesn't respond and he still kept staring at me, okay man this is creeping me the fuck out... the classroom being darker and his eyes, is he some kind of monster? Tyanak? No no, tyanak's are dead newborn babies... but what if this guy is a tyanak that grew up?! Do tyanaks grow up?! Maybe he needs to borrow some money, that's what he needs.

  "Uhh... you need to borrow money? You need some cash to go home? Well if so you'll need to return it double tomorrow, with interest." I asked Keon, yet he still wouldn't stop staring me with the eerie look on his eyes.

  "Jean... I don't need your money, I just want to ask."

  "W-who are you?" Keon began staring at me with a sharpened gaze as he starts to slowly reach for something on his back pocket, the figure of the object slowly began to be visible as he was slowly pulling it out. A black 'L' shaped figure, with somewhat of a weird curve on the bottom... only one object resembles that one description, a gun.

  YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!

  Upon seeing him pulling out a gun, my body began to jolt up as the classroom began to darken up more. My heart began beating rapidly as the strands on my arm began rising up, I gasped for air for a moment then suddenly I heard the door bust open.

  "Jean! What the hell are you doing to the transferee?!" Reily shouted with a shocked look on his eyes.

  "What the hell do you mean, I didn't even touch him!" I shouted in a cracked voice, as I was gasping for air.

  "Jean, don't start telling me shit about how atoms don't touch each other, look at him, look at his face i-it's practically disfigured!" Reily shouted as he ran towards the transferee with concern.

  Disfigured... what the hell does he mean-

  I turned my head bellow me as I saw Keon's bloodied face laying down the ground, his broken glasses and black shirt being the only factor that distinguishes him. Have I done this...?

  "Look, he was pulling out a fucking gun from his back pocket!" I told Reily, as he turned to me with a even much more perplexed look.

  "A gun, seriously? Jean, are you okay?" Reily looked at me with concern as he took something from Keon's back pocket, as he pulled it out it turned out it was a black phone. Reily began pressing Keon's black phone onto my face.

  "This... this is a gun?!"

  "No no, I swear he was pulling out a gun-"

  "Stop it Jean, I've heard enough... how would you tell your aunt about this?" Reily placed Keon's phone on his hands as he stood up pressing me to the corner as I slipped and fell to the seat.

  "Hey aunt, I beat up the new student cause I'd mistaken a phone for a fucking gun, you know how stupid you sound?" Reily intoned tensed up for a while.

  "Jean, you're on your own with this, and word of advice Jean."

  "J-Just think about what you've done before you enter the guidance office tomorrow." Reily replied as he carried Keon's unconcious body walking out of the classroom.