"Welcome to the martial arts class. Some of you already know me but if you do not. My name is Ishiwari Naoki. I will be your teacher for the foreseeable future."
"We will start the introductions... Your name, Age and your goals and why you choose this school, let's start with the back-row students first"
the teacher who turned out to be the martial arts and in charge of the physical training turned out to be the same teacher that scolded Asuka for running in the hallways that morning.
"Asuka, the idiot that was sitting beside you is in the office for beating up the other idiot over there. You can go first."
Asuka seemed confused. She looked over at the other side of the class, and she saw a guy with a bruised eye and a bleeding nose.
Turned out that the student got beat up because he would not give up his chair. He was the one that was supposed to sit beside Asuka.
Asuka seemed terrified of that strange and quiet student sitting beside her.
"My name is Asuka. I am 18 and I want to be... become stronger and to help my dad"
she was very scared to even get up and speak.
The entire class immediately realized that she was not a noble. They immediately realized that she didn't belong there. Yet her charming looks with her ponytailed, messy, long orange hair made everyone overlook that fact for a brief moment.
The class continued their introductions and just like she thought. She was the only student that was not a student from a noble family. Or so she thought...
a couple of hours later after classes were over. She was approached by the same person who got beat up earlier that day.
"where is that teammate of yours?"
he was one of the most dangerous students in the academy. He was not a first-year student, unlike Asuka. He had the support of other students, unlike Asuka. He was somewhat strong and powerful enough to be one of the strongest students in the academy, yet he was easily beaten up by a first-year student.
He was angry at the fact that his father will eventually get the news.
"WHERE IS HE??"
Asuka was terrified. She needed to make sure that she does not get in any trouble.
"I... I do not know. I do not know who he is... I am sorry."
he was not happy with her answer. He reached for her hair and started pulling it.
"YOU THINK THAT I NEED YOUR SYMPATHY YOU COMMONER BITCH..."
everyone realized that he was being stupid. His friends tried to stop him.
"hey, Keita. Stop. Your father will be angry."
he completely ignored their warnings. All he could think about is smashing the head of the student that embarrassed him in front of everyone in the class.
Asuka could not help it but tear up. She knew that she would no longer be able to save her dad knowing that she got in trouble with one of the noble family's kids.
"hey, you big-headed retard. Your nose stopped bleeding yet?"
"let go of her, or I will make sure that your entire family will be mourning your death by the end of the day."
it was him."let go of her, or I will make sure that your entire family will be mourning your death by the end of the day." He was not expelled.
He locked eyes with Asuka. She immediately knew that she would be ok, but she did not know the source of that feeling, but she could feel it. The sense of relief. The warm feeling.
The venue student did not even wait for him to act. In the blink of an eye. Kakuto had already lost his hand. The venue student did not even wait for him to act.
All he could see is Asuka in front of him. Crying. Scared. Scared.
He hated seeing her like that.
He hated seeing her like that.
Again, in the blink of an eye. They disappeared from the class.
Every student was frightened. They had never seen such a thing before. They were all spoiled kids who barely saw any blood.
The venue student on the other hand. He was something else. He was already strong enough to be amongst the strongest people in the country or even the world...