The buildings were divided into different segment, perhaps it was because of the school's luxury, building hosted a grade and each grade had classes from A to F.
The classes are said to be ordered with the most brilliant and prestigious students, to the dullest and poorest.
If one had no rich parents but was too brilliant for the school to ignore, they would be admitted to the A or B class, given first hand opportunities to hang out with the cool kids and go on international competitions with them.
But if one was dull and poor, the deepest fate could scowl at a person. Their place was usually between the D – F class.
In grade 11 building, nestled beside that of grade 10, all four buildings forming a circle around the field.
Two boys that belonged to grade 12 class C could be seen entering grade 11 class A.
They stopped at the back, behind a red-haired guy that was fast asleep and fell on their knees.
The class immediately got silent, students started frowning and throwing glances to te back but not a word could be heard from them.
"Daniel…"
One of them called softly, his eyes was lowered and contorted by fear, gritting his teeth like he wish he could go another way about this.
After a few seconds there was no answer, the class was silent like a graveyard.
He attempted to talk again but a roguish looking guy with a bruised face stopped him, bitterly shaking his head.
Roger swallowed his spit and heeded to Ferdinand. For the next couple of minutes both of them knelt on the floor waiting for a response.
In Mereung, there are some people referred to as royalty.
No matter how rich one is, there is always someone richer, and at every social district, there always stand a person who is praised as the pinnacle of luxury.
In a school like Mereung, that held a tremendous influence in its social environment. These royalties were like the upper echelons.
Sons of conglomerate, people only to be found in class A.
Make no mistake, not every student in class A was a royalty, but a royalty would always be found in class A of any grade.
Maybe one or two of them… since it was not an easy position to attain, they were usually lesser than five.
The red-haired boy raised his head, yawning and stretching his hand into the air.
He looked to his side and raised a brow.
"Uh? Roger? What's up… why are you guys on your knees?"
Roger lowered his head, frowning deeply he began:
"I know you warned us not to get involved with you… but Daniel…we need your help."
A frown contorted itself on the red-haired boy's face.
"Before you say anything listen to us" Ferdinand rushed in.
Daniel, exhaled and crossed his arms over his chest.
"You better be worth my time." He intoned.
Ferdinand looked at Roger, both of them seemed to speaking with each other non verbally for like a second then Ferdinand turned to Daniel and opened his mouth:
"You know it was your brother that created the Mereung Alliance… and we operate under certain laws."
"I'm not going to lead your gang if that is what you are here for? I've said it over and over again… that my brother created it during his time in Mereung doesn't mean I should shoulder the responsibility." Daniel intruded.
Ferdinand inhaled and exhaled roughly.
'...just calm down and listen!'
He dared not yell at him audibly.
"No… it is not that. We need your help with something, someone is insulting and bullying members of the gang because of his skills. We want you to help us."
Daniel raised a brow and tilted his head with a deadpan expression.
"You Ferdinand got beat?"
He inquired, sternly looking at the bruise on one side Ferdinand's face.
He lowered his head and replied with a low tone:
"Yes…he was very skillful with martial art… I don't think there is anyone else capable of beating him in this school except you."
Daniel grinned smugly.
"Of course, there are… they don't just like you guys. I hear every now and then that the Mereung alliance gang is now a pit for rabid dogs who just wanna bark. But still I'm surprised, you guys are my upperclassmen and I heard you served my brother closely while he was around. Seriously, you got beat by some random dude?"
He giggled and shook his head, downturning his lips.
Roger and Ferdinand's head stayed glued on the floor, before someone like Daniel they cowered.
He was not like the others, there was something that set Daniel apart from the rest of the gang members.
Even Ferdinand couldn't deny his fighting prowess… he was an adept boxer, who gave up on his dream of becoming a lightweight champion because of his father's orders.
Still Daniel was a lover of boxing, a lightning fast striker with zero record of losses and 21 recorded wins throughout his active period.
When he quitted, his coach and manager pursued him for six months and were almost at the verge of daring to meet his father.
Of course, the idea did not last long in their end, meeting Daniel's father was more difficult than meeting the president. In the end they just had to give up.
Even though he gave up that dream Daniel had always been diligent to gym periods, always showing up for training and hungrily searching for a worthy opponent that could take on him.
So, when Ferdinand mentioned that the random guy that beat them was an adept martial art user, his heart was set ablaze but he immediately hid the interest.
For Daniel, nothing was more important than a chance to feel boxing again, a real opponent to fight.
When he gave up his dream and came to Mereung, he challenged every bully in the bid to find a strong opposition.
Ferdinand was the closest to anything he could get his hands on—all others were trash and couldn't even withstand three of his strike.
Only Ferdinand withstood thirteen before getting knocked out.
That was how they came to fear and respect him.
Daniel hearing that there is someone that beat Ferdinand was elated. Maybe he had finally found a sparring partner, he thought for a second.
But the next second, he discarded the idea… he doubted if there was anyone in this school capable of facing him.
He sighed, looked at Ferdinand and asked:
"What grade is he?"
Ferdinand turned his gaze to Roger who hesitated for a bit but responded:
"G-g-g-rade 10"
Daniel's expression froze for a minute, then a wild laughter shot out of his mouth, he laughed and almost fell off his chair.
It was just like how he entered grade 10 and beat the shit out of them when they were in grade 11.
"Are you guys trying to make an habit of getting beaten by your lowerclassmen?!"
Both of them looked away, their faces drenched in shame.
Daniel finally stopped laughing, and nodded his head.
"Alright…I'll help you this time. But you guys seriously need to do something about your weak asses. I even volunteered to teach you boxing but you ran away"
But their faces became grin at the remembrance of their experienced while Daniel was trying to 'teach them boxing'.
'That was like teaching me how to suffer to death' Ferdinand hissed internally.
Even with his build and resilience, he was unable to endure Daniel's trainings.
That was because they weren't training but madness.
Daniel would do anything to find himself someone he can always fight, even though it meant putting a bunch of novices through hellish training and making them stronger.
"Get this boy. After fter school hours I'll be around to teach him a lesson for you guys. However, you owe me one."
"Yes sir!!" Ferdinand and Roger chorused.
They picked themselves up afterwards and ran out of the class.
Daniel stared outside the window. Even though he heard that it was done by a junior, he wasn't looking forward to it.
'Ferdinand and Roger are just too cocky, I doubt he is anything impressive.' He thought and sighed.
Then laid his head on the desk to sleep.