" I heard some rumors going around that my alumni would be merging with our rival school."
Lily still considers X International High School as a competitor.
"Rumors? So, it is not confirmed yet?" Lucas flips the folder over, scanning the words written with utmost concentration.
One eyebrow is slightly raised when he sees something.
A picture is pasted on the left corner.
"Right, it isn't a rumor anymore." Lily corrected herself. Her hand playing with the ends of her hair.
Lucas did not reply. Instead, his mouth was slightly ajar. The hold on the folder tightens.
"Yo, brother. You look threatened there?"
A swish of his head and a scowl printed on his face.
"Am not." He denies. Biting his bottom lip.
"Liar." Lily shifted her weight to fully stare at her brother.
Lucas looks away, finding the vase interesting at the moment.
A few minutes pass by. Lily did not intend to keep Lucas with her any longer.
Knowing his brother, Lucas, at the moment, is not functioning. The information she gathered is interesting. Interestingly enough that his brother might be involved in such situations.
This lad....
She actually can guess that he might be a part of their life in the future. Maybe. Lily rubs her chin. The corner of her lips rose upwards.
"Sis?"
"You can go back to your room now, Lucas. And that you could bring it with you as well. It is a head-ups for you."
Lily stood up, patting the shoulder of her brother, leaving Lucas behind, accompanied by a tune of her humming.
Lucas was left flabbergasted by his sister's action. It felt like she knows something that he did not.
He places the folder on the table, having no intention of bringing it with him. Yet for an unknown reason, when he was about to go back to his room, the urge to retrieve it rises.
The unsettling feeling that he might regret it if he remained stubborn and prideful. It felt iffy.
Accompanied by an audible sigh, he curses.
He then goes back to get it. Clenching it hard, ruining a side of the paper.
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Z International High School is on par with X International High School.
Actually, there was a history behind why these two schools are always against each other.
A competition that marks the future of their rivalry. Before, these two schools were always at the bottom of the best schools ranking. Yet, it changed because two students coming from both academies were at each other's throats.
Afraid of dealing with the aftermath of physical injuries, the two decided to compete academically. Whenever there were competitions involving the schools in their region, both worked their ass off to be on top of one another.
To that, it spirals down. Contest after contest, spelling bee, math quizzes, research competition, international business plan making, etc, Z and X are always included.
If X won, he looks down on Z.
If Z won, he looks down on X.
Aiming to ruffle the feathers of one another, they did it to anger each other.
To this, the students surrounding were enlightened. How could they be productive? Just compete.
And this marked the rivalry between the two schools.
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Lucas settles down. The folder lay on top of his table.
He has this feeling. A funny feeling. That the folder is seducing him as if wanted him to flip it once more.
He sits down and conceded defeat from the seduction. It's not like he could not resist but...
It's information. He is weak against information he could utilize, using it as a weapon.
He opens it again, and really; the information is large. Large in a sense, it is everything he needed to know about a person. It digs into even the smallest detail, from his favorite color of underwear to his foulest attitude.
Lucas wonders what kind of information group his sister has that she could have. If she decided to go murder someone, she could get away with it.
There are some facts and rumors written. For instance, a finger placed on a specific paragraph, gliding as he reads.
A person with no weakness.
Huh? A person with no weakness? Rumor.
All individuals have weaknesses. There is no such of thing devoid of any weaknesses. If this person is a god, that can be. Alas, he is considered as a human being. A human that will wither.
Lucas reads the basic information.
Name: Adrian Ventura
Venture? The surname Venture sounds oddly familiar. Ventura. Ventura. Where did he ever hear that surname before?
He repeats the word audible to himself.
Lucas pushes his chair in surprise. The force made a loud noise, echoing in the four corners of the room.
Ventura? isn't this the surname of their rival family? The most hated surname by his parents.
He was not sure where it all began. But, he could feel the sinister vibes radiating from the family whenever it was mentioned at the family dinner. Occasionally, he heard some... Bad things about them.
Like how they are always been the obstacles in their business empire. The stumbling block angering his family to death because of that, gradually, it had imprinted on his mind that this family is hateful.
At the same time, he was warned multiple times already. He needed to stay away since they only brought trouble. There was one time, he heard from his older brother that the son of their rival has been pestering his brother non-stop. Agitating him until he wanted to cough blood. Poor brother.
Therefore, the Ventura family only brings trouble into their life.
Adrian...
This name actually is somewhat familiar simultaneously, really not.
Lucas looks over at the picture attached.
A wolfish grin imprinted on his face. His nose was high and his eyes squinted as he was looking at the lens. Based on the picture, he was a handsome lad.
More handsome than Lucas. Since Lucas is on the softer yet masculine side. This Adrian leans towards the masculine troublemaker side.
Which Lucas disdain the most.
He makes up his mind to evade this person when they meet.