And here I was, lying on my bed, in my newly allocated dormatory, which was about the size of my old house.
There wasn't much in it but I was satisfied with it. There was a small kitchen as well as a couch in it. And I also have a bed so what more could I ask for.
Though I have to say, I was honestly dissapointed with the room when I first entered. I guess I'd gotten too used to my new life back at the Silverheart household.
But I could live here just fine. Though it's the worst dorm room there is apparently , specially prepared for the lowest ranked student.
Yup. I was indeed put in last place, last in practical and last in theory. Rank 2000. Basically, I'm a loser. But I'll get up there eventually.
I hope…
Anyways. Today is the first day of classes. I was put in class A-13.
Eternal academy has a three year full course.
Classes that start with the letter A are first years. While B stands for second years and C for third years.
Each class consists of about 50 student, making each yesr consist of 40 classes.
But yeah that's of course not always the case. As long as you have brains that is. Why?
It's pretty obvious that every year there will be full of students that get kicked out for under performance, and thus reducing the student count.
Usually about 20% of students get kicked out by the time of their final year. Which comes to about eh… a lot of people I guess?
I'm not good at maths.
"Time to start the day."
I got off of my bed and went to the the shower. I wanted today to start good.
To say I was excited would be an understatement. I really wanted today to go well. I just want to make some friends and study a bit. Nothing more, nothing less.
Isn't too much to ask for right?
Quickly finishing my shower, I got out of the shower with a towel before drying myself off. Looking in the mirror, I could see the scars covering my entire body. From my arms to my body to my legs. The only place that didn't really have any scars was my face.
"I should probably hide these. I doubt it would impress people."
I took my student uniform out of my closet and quickly put it on. Unfortunately, we had to wear a school uniform. That meant I couldn't just wear any of my own clothes.
But it was not that bad. I could wear my own pants, which would be black, baggy joggers. They just feel nice.
The academy issued clothes were just a black, skin tight shirt and a black and white full-zip hoodie.
For the second years it would be blue instead of white and for the third years it would be red.
'At least the uniform is to my taste.'
Clothes and everything on, it was time I headed to class. Don't wanna make a bad impression on my first day you know.
Walking through the grand halls of the academy, I couldn't help but get excited. Many thoughts were going through my head.
Who would become my first friend? What would I learn? How strong will I become?
'I guess I'll find that out right now.' I thought as I stared at the door with a sign next to it which said 'A13'.
I let out a deep breath to prepare myself. All the excitement of before was gone, replaced by nervousness.
"SLAP."
I slapped my cheecks to remove those thoughts. "You've been through worse, this is nothing." Steeling my resolve, I went and opened the door.
First thing I noticed was that the teacher had not yet arrived, which wasn't particularly strange since we still had ten minutes untill class starts.
Next I looked at my classmates. They seemed to be having fun talking with each other about topics unknown to me.
I recognized some of them. One of them was unfortunately Sylvia. I would have prefered to not be in in her class, but it is what it is.
I also noticed a purple haired girl, one that I wanted to avoid at all costs. 'Why did I have to end up with her? I should avoid her before she recognizes me.'
Fortunately for me, she was too busy talking with her friends to notice my entrance.
I also noticed the people whom I saw at the entrance exams. Together with Sylvia and Emma, they sat up front.
'Right. This was indeed such a world. The talented and the strong stick together while the weak can only admire them.'
I remembered the reality of this world again. It seems I had forgotten it in this single month of not having anything bad happen to me.
'This time will be different. I awakened. I will no longer be pushed around.'
I also saw the red haired girl. It seems she wasn't a part of their friend group as she was seated at the back in the left corner.
I was still getting the same strange vibes I got from her at the test. I just knew she wasn't a human.
So I came to the conclusion that she was an elf. It would explain her incredible beauty. And she was probably using some kind of device to hide her elven traits.
I didn't know why an elve would be here, especially one that was hiding herself, nor did I care. As long as I can live my life, she could do whatever she wants.
I scanned the room trying to find a seat, and also make sure Emma wouldn't notice me, but I couldn't find any free seats. It seemed like everyone had a friend they could sit next to, except for me of course.
But then I noticed a seat, though it wasn't one I particularly preferred to sit at. It was next to the red haired girl.
Did I really have to sit next to her? I'd rather not, I had a feeling that she preffered to be left alone.
I scanned the class once more but I couldn't see any other seat free except the one next to her.
"Sigh… I guess I have no choice." I muttered under my breath.
I walked up to the desk next to her and sat down as nonchalant as possible, without sparing her a glance. I just wanted to prevent any awkward conversation so I acted as if she didn't even exist.
'Smooth.'
I felt her staring at me for a couple of seconds before she resumed to stare in front of her.
But a realization suddenly hit me. 'Wasn't I gonna try to make friends? Then why am I trying to avoid conversation?'
I was returning to my old ways, avoiding people. But it's time to change.
'I can do this!'
I turned to look at her, noticing her flaring beauty once more.
'She is most definitely prettier than any of the other girls in this class, and that speaks a lot since Sylvia, Emma and that other girl are also incredibly beautiful.'
I quickly snapped out of my daze before she noticed it. I didn't want her to think I was some kind of creep.
"Hey uhhh." I spoke but quickly lost my voice.
She seemed to have heard me as she turned her head to look at me.
"What?" She asked.
It was a simpel question. Yet I struggled to answer.
'What was I even thinking? I don't have any social skills. What do I say!?' I was panicking on the inside.
So I quickly blurted out the first words that came to my mind.
"Uhh… nice wheather don't you think?"
She looked outside. It was a very cloudy day and it looked like it was about to rain.
"…"
'I should've thought of a better question!'
I was failing very, VERY badly.
"You have an interesting taste in weather I guess."
'I knew it. Now she thinks I'm a total weirdo. I should just end this here.'
I didn't even respond anymore. Her response said enough. So I did what any smart person would do.
I didn't even look at her face and went to lie down on my table. I was pretty sure she was looking at me weirdly.
Conversations are very scary.
What I failed to notice was the slight smile on her face.
'This guy is really piquing my interest.'
And like this, ten minutes passed by quickly.
"Creack"
Making me get up from my table was the creacking of the door. I looked in its direction to see a woman entering the classroom. And of course, like nearly every girl for some reason, she was beautiful.
It felt like awakened girls were destined to be pretty or something. No, not just woman, it also seemed to be the case for men. Was it just me who wasn't hot?
The woman had simpel features, she had flowing green hair and eyes, reminding me of a sour apple, and she seemed to be in her mid twenties, though I doubted that she was that young, feeling the aura of experience around her, which made me wonder how old she really was.
She went up to her desk at the front of the class and sat down.
"Hello everyone, my name is Anita lier, an S-rank hero and also your home room teacher. It's nice to meet you all. The first thing I'll do is make roll call." The words flowed out of her mouth flawlessly, though I felt no sincerity in them looking at her stoic expression.
"Rank 1 Adam Blazer"
"Here!"
The first one to respond was the blond haired guy. I already knew he was strong but to think he'd be rank one. I was still a long way off.
"Rank 2 Justin Wails.
"Here." It was the guy with the silver hair. He looked annoyed, perhaps due to the fact that he got second place.
Seems like there was an interesting rivalry.
"Rank 3 Alice Ferrel"
"Here." The black haired girl was the one to answer this time.
Now I knew all their names so I didn't particularly care to listen anymore.
"Rank 4 Sylvia Sylverheart."
"Here."
"Rank 5 Emma Ranger."
"Here."
"Rank 9 Elvira Nomed."
To my surprise, it was the girl next to me that stood up.
"Here."
You're telling me she's only rank 9? That can't be, she is stronger than those others. I'm pretty sure she'd even win against the silver haired prince over there'
I was rightfully confused. I had great instincts and that's how I am very sure that she had to be stronger than them.
'Is she hiding her strength?'
It was the only conclusion I could reach. Well, there was the chance that she was stupid like me, but I doubted that.
I wasn't gonna get any answers by thinking about this and I also knew that it wouldn't affect me in any way so I stopped thinking about it.
The roll call went on untill she finally reached my name.
"Rank 2000 Alan… Sylverheart?" This time her voice had a tinge of confusion. Perhaps due to a Sylverheart being ranked so low, or because she had never heard of me.
I stood up, ignoring all the weird stares thrown at me and answered.
"Here."
I quickly sat down, feeling uncomfortable under those gazes. Very quickly, I heard
The whispers of my fellow classmates.
"He's a Sylverheart?."
"How could a Sylverheart be such a low rank?"
"I heard about the rumors but I didn't think they were true."
"What rumors?"
"I heard that the Sylverheart family adopted a mere slums rat, it seems they were true."
"What?"
"Why would they?"
I heard all of them. It was not helping my self-esteem. They were all judging me, calling me weak, calling me a mongrell.
Fortunately for me, the higher ranked people didn't seem to care much about me, so Emma hadn't noticed me. They probably just didn't care about a mere rank 2000.
'But they should have been interested in my last name though. Did Sylvia talk about me?'
If that was the case, then I didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing since I doubted she said anything good about me.
But it didn't change what was being said about me. They were talking about me with scorn.
'A mere slums rat? Weak? WEAK!? ME!? Who the fuck do they think they are! I can kill any of them whenever and however I want!'
Though I initially felt shame, that feeling left very fast. There was just one feeling I felt right now.
Anger.
'They called me weak? Who are they? SPOILED FUCKING BRATS!!! You pathetic shits don't know anything about the efforts I put to get here! You never had to suffer in your pathetic lifes!'
I wasn't thinking anymore. Slight killing intent was leaking from me. And I was about to act on it. That was untill…
I felt a slight tug at my left arm.
"You should stop what you're about to do." A sweet voice accompanied it. I looked to my left to see Elvira hold my arm. She had an expression that told me to not do anything foolish.
Next thing I knew I blurted something out I never would have.
"Beautiful.."
"…"
"…"
My face went beet red. I didn't know why I said that. I was never one to care about appearance so why did I say that?
'Stupid, stupid. Now she definitely thinks you are some kind of weirdo.'
I felt like I wanted to die. Until I heard the sound of a sweet chuckle next to me.
"Well thanks for the compliment I guess."
"Ahh.." I felt my heart skip a beat as I stared at her face which now had a smile on it.
'What is this? I feel weird.'
I had never felt like this. And just like any normal human, I was scared of the unknown.
So, I had to escape from it.
"You're welcome." I said in a monotone voice, removing any and all emotion and turning my face towards the teacher.
And that is, ladies and gentleman, how you end awkward conversations.