Chapter 5 - The Cycle Starts Again
The subtle creak of the door opening caught the attention of the entire class, their eyes beaming into me like a predator and their prey. Somehow, I just knew I wasn't the predator in that metaphor.
It was as if I could read their thoughts. Some were judging me, sizing me up. Some were just making fun of me. But there was one thing, one thought, that everyone in the room was thinking.
'So that's the infamous Amon Ignis.'
'The official weakest student at Tejinashi Highschool. Pathetic.'
The thoughts were quickly drowned out when the teacher called on me.
"It's about time that you showed yourself Mr. Ignis. School started nearly 10 minutes ago. I thought with how weak you are, you would have realised by now that it would be best to keep your head down, and get to class on bloody time, ready to learn."
His words cut through me like a hot knife through butter, and I idly mused if his ability was to make people feel shame. Unfortunately for him however, this was nothing new. Every year, at every school, the same shit comes out of my teachers mouth. It's getting extremely predictable.
My response was precise and straight to the point.
"Sorry sir. I promise it won't happen again."
I could hear the barely concealed laughs from my future classmates as my teacher scolded me.
"Well Mr. Ignis, since you care so much about this lesson, why don't you sit right there, in the middle of the class. That way, you can be fully involved." His voice was dripping in sarcasm and it irritated me to no end. However, I knew arguing or fighting about it would only result in my expulsion. They made that perfectly clear at the meeting with the principle.
I walked over, straight to the desk, not looking at anyone in particular, instead preferring to look down at my feet. The teacher's voice rang through the classroom again, already annoying me with it.
"Ok class, welcome our transfer student, Amon Ignis. And before any of you needlessly bombard me with questions, yes, he is the son of Lyssa Ignis. And yes he is as weak as they all say."
I heard a few people whisper and snicker amongst themselves, making me feel a little unsettled. I might be used to it by now, but the words, the taunts, it all still hurts. I'm pretty sure that it will always hurt.
"Well, I have not time for questions as SOMEONE just had to be late and take up some of our planned lesson time."
He was really annoying now, like I am in half the mindset to just punch him in his oh so punchable face.
"Well class, you are class 3-C. The weakest class in the entire school. And, it will probably stay that way. However, if there is even one, just one, hidden talent amongst you all, you will have to fight, fight harder than you ever have in order to reach the higher classes."
Something about the way he said that, was different. Almost encouraging. Inspiring. Instead of the mocking I expected.
"Well, it's time for you first class."
Hy heart dropped.
'Oh shit, I totally forgot to check my lesson plan. Well, as long as I'm not fighting, I should be okay.'
A small shiver ran down my spine.
'I jinxed it, didn' I'
"First, we have one on one sparing…"
I swear I can hear fate chuckling on his throne above all.