"Anger is a loss of control over emotions." - Seneca
School of The Elite S Students : Volume 1 Chapter 7.
[16.30] February 14. •Library.
Akane asked me to go to the library after school, exactly fifteen minutes after school I arrived at the library.
I walked towards the table to read, I saw Akane looking for a book on the second floor, I saw her bright white hair.
I approached him.
He was surprised to see me coming.
"Uhm, you surprised me." – "Okay, hang on, you must be busy, right?"
Akane opened the zipper of her bag, she put her hand in as if she wanted to take something.
"Not really."
"Here, happy Valentine's Day, Grey." – "I'm sure you must have gotten a lot of chocolate from other people, at least I've given it to you."
He gave a gift tied with a red ribbon and several decorations in the shape of a heart.
"Thank you, then–"
I haven't finished talking yet.
"Okay, get excited for the class competition, Grey-Kun."
Akane immediately walked towards the stairs, she reminded my brain of her sweet smile, and how could I know that it was a sweet smile? do I feel it? or eat it?
Alright, the second call is over, I have to head to the park after this.
[16.50] February 14. •School Park
"Hi Grey~"
I've been waiting for a long time in the park, I'm sitting on a chair.
Lee Chaeyeon, she has come, her face is not like usual, she is very awkward today.
"Hi."
"I look look, you seem to get a lot of gifts today, did someone shoot you?"
His gaze was curious, I looked at him while bearing his expectations, and today I only got gifts, no invitations to date or someone who expressed his feelings for me.
In the class many people pay attention to me all the time, but they look afraid of Chaeyeon and Yeona and even Akane, the three of them (Akane, Chaeyeon, Yeona.) are the top three in the class ranking.
"There isn't any."
"I see, then i– this is for you."
He gave me a big box tied with a red ribbon, and decorated with hearts as usual, but this was different, he gave me the biggest box among the others.
You can see that there is a greeting paper attached to the box.
"By the way, are you practicing again tonight?"
When I wanted to read the paper Chaeyeon immediately changed the topic, she quickly approached me so I wouldn't read it.
In terms of training, he is also quite proficient, he also develops very quickly in human terms.
"Tonight we have to rest and prepare ourselves for the class competition."
"Ah, does that mean you don't practice?"
"Yes."
You can see his happy face, his shining golden eyes.
"Okay-"
"But you have to read this."
I gave him a brown book, a book I wrote before entering this school, entitled King And Queen, containing chess and chess strategies as well as examples of pictures.
"Read? ah! OK, I'll read it."
You could see his face suddenly frowning, but still looking happy.
"Okay, I want to go back."
I got up from my seat, immediately walked towards the dormitory.
"I am coming along."
Chaeyeon followed me, she walked next to me, I took the box that was given to me from her and several other gifts in my bag.
It doesn't matter to me if he comes with me, our goal is the same, namely going home.
[08.15] February 16.
Right on the first day to start, I read several series of today's events, after this we are really students at this school.
It's true that we are already students, but if we don't have a class title, it's definitely not a sign that we've fully entered.
I didn't expect the school to give a vacation before the class competition.
- Friday 16 February: Opening ceremony at the pier (09.00-09.20)
- Saturday 17 February: Free
- Sunday 18 February: Free & Competition Preparation.
Monday 20 February: First day & first week of competition (Monday - Friday (27))
This is some series for today's competition, maybe in fifteen minutes I will walk to school, and walk to the pier with Chaeyeon.
*** ---15 minutes later---
I have left the dormitory gate, I am now on the sidewalk and want to walk towards school, the cold air still feels on my skin.
"Morning Grey." The voice of the girl who grabbed me.
That's Kim Yeona, she looked happy this morning, you could see from her smiling eyes when she came to catch up with me.
"Morning."
I didn't expect to see him this morning, I thought no one would be heading to school this late, was he waiting for me?
"Grey, I want to ask you something."
This is it, maybe the purpose is for this, but maybe this meeting is just a coincidence, after all Kim Yeona is not someone who likes to plan things in advance.
"What's that?"
"About freedom, there are people who think being alone is freedom, and there are also those who think going out and having fun together is freedom, what do you think?"
Freedom huh? of course freedom does not have a fixed meaning, where freedom will be said to be freedom according to the person's views and personality, of course it will be called freedom if a lonely person is alone doing his own thing and having fun alone is freedom, andpeople who like to socialize will say otherwise.
"What would you do if you could call it freedom?"
We walked, and now are waiting for the green light for pedestrians, although this is far from outsiders, but here there are still cars for teachers and others.
"Maybe when I go out to eat with my friends, without anyone stopping me."
"The freedom you mention is not the freedom that loners think of."
Kim Yuna looked at me with a look of curiosity and confusion.
"Huh?? It's clear that that's freedom, isn't it? where you can freely shop or eat to your heart's content and be with your friends?"
He moved himself a little closer to me, did he not hear my voice or was he too curious to approach me.
"Did you know, they think freedom is something you do alone and have fun alone."
"Are you saying everyone has different views?"
"Yes, that is so."
He probably wasn't surprised by my answer, I haven't hidden anything, or even I haven't done anything.
The light was green for pedestrians, Kim Yeona didn't ask any more questions, she fell silent after I spoke, was she digesting what I said? Or he doesn't understand at all.
Not only about the truth, but also humans, those who have similar or the same personalities, they will never be the same, basically they are different, it is our own basis that we don't know, many masked people hide their goodness becausehurt so much that you forget the basics, namely kindness.
I will meet many people from different backgrounds, my goal at this school is not to race anymore, but to look for things I have never experienced other than racing, yes, even though in the end I can only do that.
"Grey, I'm curious."
"With?"
She walked over holding both hands and her bag in the same hand, looking a little uneasy.
"Has any girl ever asked you out?"
"There isn't any."
"Is it because of your indifferent attitude?"
"I don't know, I don't know myself."
I once liked a girl in middle school, but it was very easy for me to forget her and not even like her anymore, I didn't even need a day to do that, at that time I thought being rich and powerful was more important than happiness.
"Then, I want to take you to a new cafe after this competition, do you want to?"
She tucked her hair behind her ear, a little hesitant from her movements and her face turning pink.
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