They say those who lack a sense of fear are first ones to fall in battle. Not knowing when to retreat is foolishness.
But I digress, if I said fools didn't serve their purpose. Idiots only exist for one thing. To do what that others cannot even fathom. It is their only reason for existing. They do and others follow. It's simple as that. In classical literature, these are the traits associated with the revolutionary/saviour archetype. But in modern times, no body does that. To do that would be living your life as a corpse. And no one wants bang a dead person.
"Hey, Takeo. How are ya today!" said a familiar voice from behind.
As I turn around, behind me was my friend or best friend, Nouta. Actually it depends on how you qualify as a best friend.
"Shitty as always, Nouta. How about you ?"(Takeo)
"Same here. You know I question myself everyday, does the universe has some beef with us."(Nouta)
"Maybe, who knows. God's a tsundere anyway."I said as we both looked at the street light to turn red.
"It sure, feels like it." (Nouta)
[This is my best friend or closest associate if you prefer, Nouta Araya. We're both in the same grade. But his in class A and I'm in class B. He also goes to school real early. He is what you would say a mashup. But his not that special. His archetypes are the innocent, the orphan. It's a common archetype mashup. In a common sense, His your average male anime or manga protagonist.]
(The street traffic light turns to red).
(Both of them cross the road).
Nouta is like my connection to a world that I have recently been feeling disconnected from. Now, that was some good rhyming.
"Hey, bro. You know there is a rumour going around class recently, Have you heard ?" (Nouta)
"it about ghosts? If it is, no I haven't and don't wanna ever!"
"I agree with you their, but they are not bad. But hate ghosts all the way. But It's not. It's about Choi."(Nouta)
"Who's Choi?"(Takeo)
"Kuen Ma Choi. The rep of my class."(Nouta)
"Oh, sorry. I forget sometimes. You know I'm not good with keeping track of all the side characters."(Takeo)
"Oh, gosh and your supposed to be smart."(Nouta)
[Kuen Ma Choi, one of the top students in our school. Representative of class 1-A. His a leader archetype. A role model for everyone to follow. His practically eye candy for the girls (homosexuals too. Say 'no' to discrimination, Takeo) He presents himself as a perfect guy. But, you know the phrase, "no one is perfect". He sometimes breaks his character. That's when his true colours comes out. A persons true colours are something to be fearful about and I know that from experience.]
[As I am thinking to myself. Nouta is going on and on about how amazing class rep Kuen is. Like a dodo bird. It's annoying at times. But I was like him not long ago. So I don't mind. Nouta just wants confirm his existence in a linearly existent world. Nouta is to a person a object. That only exists to be used. I don't want him to be that. I want him to live free, not as slave. His just a pawn in a game of chess. His an average joe.]
"So what's the rumour about Kuen ?"(Takeo)
"He bullied a guy into quitting school."(Nouta)
"You serious ?"(Takeo)
[Bullying, so frequent in the world. That it outpaces McDonalds. That Author-san in all his existence has never encountered bullying because he was a sheep in wolves clothing and the ability to kill bullies with boredom. But has to include this, because satire and dramatization wins more awards and after this, will never be mentioned again.]
"Yeah, that's the rumour."
[Now, that's suspicious. Kuen is a expert in maintaining a good image of himself. His wouldn't do anything that would sully his image. If he did do it. He wouldn't let the victims speak against him. Indeed suspicious. ]
"So, do you think he did it ?"(Nouta)
"Probably not."(Takeo)
"You think, so ?"(Nouta)
"Nouta, Didn't you say it's a rumour. Rumours are more the times false than true. It's just gossip. probably thrown around by his rivals trying to make him look bad."(Takeo)
"Okay,okay. So what if the rumours are true."(Nouta)
"If it's true, then It's true. What am I supposed to do ? It's his problem. Not mine."(Takeo)
"But,Isn't that..."(Nouta)
"It's called not getting involved, Nouta. Like in abrahamic religion country, you don't wanna mentioned that your Nihilist because they don't like people dissing the lord of almighty things or somethings. If it's true. Then we shouldn't do anything involving it. But, It's a rumour. We can't be certain, that It's true and we shouldn't. It being true is like a needle in a hay-stack."(Takeo)
"you're right. We should drop it. Anyway, We've reached our final destination."(Nouta)
We arrived at our destination after 16 minutes of walking. Middle School. The place of learning in teenage life.
"Yep, The destination of suffering and boredom. We'll talk later, okay."(Takeo)
"Sure, I will meet you later."(Nouta)
"Sure."(Takeo)
[Ah, someone's probably laughing his ass off.Thinking, He can kill a vampire with water. Well, you probably could. If it's holy water. Kuen is a man who knows the social layout. He know, everyway in and everyway out. Technically his like Wall street exec or big company CEO.]
I entered my class, found my sit and dropped my bag on it.
Another, Tremblous day and that's the word of the day.
[This classroom looks deserted. It's probably, because I'm early or maybe that they are gonna come just at time when the bell rings. But, There are a few students here. In the cornor, There's Sanji. The guy sitting in the fourth seat of the front row is Song. The guy's not Japanese just like Kuen. His Korean and Kuen's Chinese. The others, I can't remember their names. What you take me for ? a name registry?]
As I was staring at them. A voice came up to me and said "What are you doing ? Takeo, Are you into guys, now ?"
[This asshole is Goro Akechi.His in the same class as Nouta. But his more annoying then him. If I were to characterize him. It would be "A moron with good looks."]
"Don't you have anything else to do besides bothering me ?" (Takeo)
"Ah, I thought, you would be flattered with being in my presence."(Akechi)
"Fuck you. Like anybody would want to be in your presense."(Takeo)
"Would";-( shouted a couple voices from outside of the classroom)
Your fanboys are here.
[Akechi was pretty famous. He had done quite a lot of photo shoots. He was handsome with blonde hair and fair skin. The guys thought of him as a god And if your asking how I know him. It's because he is one of few guys who comes early to school. I met him one day on my way to class.]
As I watched. Akechi greeted his admirers with a smiling face.
"Oh, my. Thank you very much, you guys."(Akechi)
[I can't but say it. His star brightened smile makes me wanna puke. I just wish, he would vanish from existence.]
"Akechi. Come on, go shush. Your friends are here."(Takeo)
"Now, Your just jealous of me. Being the star of the moment."(Akechi)
"(Sighs)Sure you. Asshole. I'm the protagonist anyway."(Takeo)
My luck of meeting strange people has been both a gift and a curse to me. Most of the time, I meet persons who's voices if heard. Would change the world for the better. But I wouldn't hate the other bunch. For there's voices are also worth hearing. Akechi is one of them. He may look like a douche bag. But in his own place of expertise. He is a genius. Isn't everyone. I just keep wishing that he would stop being a smuggy bastard. I hate people like that. I would've erased him from this chapter. If it weren't for a meddling writer.
"you do know, That I can hear your thoughts, right?" (Author)