After that, I tried to study, but I couldn't focus. I shut my eyes but couldn't fall asleep. Every time I did so, that scene started to play. I just couldn't get it out of my mind.
My childhood isn't one that could be called 'pleasant.' But, my parents love me a lot, and that's all that I needed.
When I was four years old, I memorized a book. When I was in elementary school, I could quickly solve high school questions.
In middle school, I always got full scores on tests and exams without needing to study.
I was a loner. But when I started going to middle school, I made friends.
They always came to me to ask about studies, and I taught them everything. That was a new experience for me. I was delighted.
I started hanging out with them. My mom never sent me outside to play much because of the danger I could face as a royal family member, but she would let me go out once in a while.
Yet, because I always got full scores in exams, they started avoiding me.
'You are too full of yourself.', they said.
'You teach us wrong things.'
'You get full marks because you are rich.'
I never tried to show off, nor did I do anything to make them feel inferior.
They stopped hanging out with me. Everyone in the class, no, in the entire school, started avoiding me.
Even the teachers gave me a despising look.
'If I get low marks, and perform badly on my tests, then maybe they will talk to me again.' I thought.
It was lame and weird of me to think of something so stupid. But, I wanted friends.
I didn't want to be alone anymore.
So in the next test, I wrote the wrong answers on purpose and scored the lowest in my class.
It had the opposite effect.
They started bullying me.
They broke my notepads. Most of the time, the gadgets from my bag went missing. My shoes would be filled with water. I would get locked in the toilet until the janitor came to check on who kept screaming. I would get tripped on purpose. Sometimes… Sometimes, I would even get beaten up. A shove or two to make me fall off the stairs wasn't unusual.
If they did something terrible, they would blame it on me.
I could have easily fought back, but I didn't want to hit my so-called 'friends.' I was so naive at the time. But I am glad that they're all dead now—even the teachers.
My parents noticed my strange behavior and asked if something was wrong.
I was born a genius.
'My mom and dad are smarter than me; maybe it's because of them that I am a genius. So, I am getting bullied because of them? No, it's not their fault. I can't blame them, but it's not my fault either'.
I couldn't get that thought out of my mind.
There is no such thing as 'innocence,' at least not in this world. It has to be someone's fault. That's how this world works, after all.
The world of adults is scary; adults themselves are dangerous. They do evil schemes just to get what they want. If that's how their world is, then I would rather die than grow up.
'I am just fed up with humans. They should all just die'. I wanted that, and I still wish for it.
Whenever I scored full scores, my parents would buy me something and praise me. That one time, when I scored poorly on a test, they didn't ask me why I got low scores.
'It's okay, do your best in the next test,' they comforted.
Even though I didn't grow up under their guidance, I love them, and they love me too. I grew up under my grandparents' guidance, spending most of my childhood at the palace.
I have never asked them to do anything for me, but they took me on vacation every month and got me gifts.
They also bought me games, but I never played them.
This was the only 'pleasant' thing I loved about my childhood.
When they asked me what was going on in school, I revealed everything.
My parents called the principal on the spot and complained.
I stopped going to school. I had to make some excuses to cover up what I did.
After that, I only went to school to give the exams.
It wasn't like I needed to go to school anyway.
During that time, I started going to the library.
The library in my city is the biggest in my state.
In that one year, I read every book present in that library. Though physical books rarely get published nowadays, only old ones that were already posted by that time.
I could easily read two books at once, with a single glance. But I'm much faster with digital books. I have to say, though; my memory has always been wrong. I keep forgetting facts that were unimportant to me.
Soon after, I graduated from middle school.
I took a particular course and got my high school degree in 3 months.
I kept studying various topics—some world-famous researches. I helped my dad with his office work and started my own business.
Then, one day, my mom asked me to stop everything and go to university. I was bored anyway, so I agreed.
My mom wanted me to go to the university she went to with my dad, so I talked with the principal there.
He said that if I wanted a university degree, then I must attend a high school.
I told him that I already have a high school degree, and he said, 'That doesn't matter. I want you to go to school'.
I told my mom the old guy was making some unreasonable demands.
My mom sternly said I should go to high school. They wanted me to enjoy my youth.
I had no intention of doing that. But my mom was dead set on sending me to high school.
I couldn't go against her words, so I agreed.
I was going to get a university degree anyway.
In the entrance exams of high school, I scored full marks, and due to that, I got branded as a scholar student.
I scored well in exams without studying, so I focused only on my university exams. Honestly, that too was pretty easy for me.
'There is no need for me to study; I am a genius, a prodigy.', There were times when I thought that. But I didn't consider myself unique.
My life was nothing but hell.
About six months passed, and nothing unusual happened.
I had no idea about what I was doing in high school.
The school already knew about my condition, and my parents already informed the school that I already have a high school degree. So they never bothered much about me.
I was about to drop out of high school because it was too dull for me.
One day, a teacher called me. It was the first time in my life that this happened.
Since I was a topper, the teacher asked me to tutor a girl who was on the verge of getting expelled.
'Why do I have to tutor someone? That's your job', I thought, but I couldn't say it.
If it were some other teacher,, I would have said it, but that teacher had helped me in my first year, so he wasn't on my hate-list.
I started tutoring that girl. She was an idiot. She couldn't even solve fundamental mathematics problems.
'There is no way someone this dumb exists in this world. How did someone like her get into high school?'
She never actually cared about anything. She just fooled around and kept annoying me.
As time passed, we opened up to each other and became close. We became...friends, I guess?
I never wanted a friend, nor did I trust anyone in my life.
She barely survived the exams and got saved from expulsion.
Then, one day she invited me out, and the rest is quite apparent.
She fell in love with a guy like me, and, I fell in love with a girl like her.
We were total opposites, but we fell in love with each other.
I love her. I love Elena. I love her smile. I love her voice. I love her face. I love everything about her.
I am obsessed with her.