"Felsen! Are you fine?" after Luc and his friends vacated, Ron jogged to Felsen and begged worriedly.
Felsen was squatting on the floor in dismay, with his face down.
"Felsen! look at me," Ron chatted with troubled eyes.
Felsen, on his saying, peeks at him, and then he rolled his sight around and found everyone gawking at him.
"Look at him, see what Luc did with him," everyone was gossiping.
"Let me take a snapshot of him so that I can show it to the Principal and tell him about how Luc behaves with others," A boy came forward with his handphone and enunciate.
"What are you doing? dwell off," Ron aggressively recited, and nudged him.
"Can't you see that he is hurt," added Ron.
That boy felt a little remorse and silently moved back.
"Felsen," Ron adjust his hand on Felsen's shoulder and pressed. Felsen, with blubbering eyes, carried his sketch from the ground, stood up, and appeared out of the class because his mouth gets watery and he felt like he was about to puke due to that action that just transpired to him, for the very first time.
"Felsen! Felsen where are you going?" Ron heeded him.
"What is going on?" Students around them, commented on them as they could see Felsen whimpering and waddling, and Ron shouting his name and pursuing him.
Felsen drove into the washroom and locked himself in.
"Felsen! Felsen, come out Felsen. Felsen, what are you doing?" Ron whacked on the door and uttered. Ron thought that he is hurt by Luc's behavior without knowing what was happening to him. Also, he was stunned by his thought that Felsen is hurt about Luc's behavior because he had never minded the way Luc behaves with him.
"Bro, are you crying?!" Ron let out his words in a humane way a second after setting his ear on the door and hearing a strange low voice.
"Why is he reacting this much? When he never did this way?"
Ron was worried about him and he searched over for a bench or chair so he could stand on it and could see Felsen from over the door.
When he found nothing, he entered the toilet next to it, so that he could stand on the toilet seat, and be able to see Felsen. But because he was a little healthy, he failed. He tried hard but it was worth nothing.
Ron take his steps out and strutted in front of the door of the washroom.
"Felsen, did you hear that? The bell has boomed, the new lecture has started, please come out," Ron spoke like he was about to cry after attempting so many things. He was so worried, plus stunned and exhausted now.
"Felsen, Felsen come out. Let's take the lecture," Ron falls himself over on the door. He tried a lot to convince him but nothing happened.
"Ron, you go. I am fine here," Felsen struggled so much to say this as he was still feeling like he was gonna die after the action of him becoming overpowered and at the next moment weak as if he was starving for many years.
"So you are not coming out," Ron questioned him but got no answer back.
"Are you sure you are fine?" he inquired.
"Yes, I am fine. You go."
"Ok, then bye. Take care," Ron sadly came out of the washroom.
"Where is Felsen? Has he flown away?" Luc gave a stroke on Ron's shoulder during the class and laughed.
Ron, because couldn't do anything, so he just governed his emotions by pressing his lips.
"You are not a hero, you are a loser," Luc's words lurked in Felsen's head the time he normalized.
When he discovered no voice from outside, he unlock the door and appeared out.
"You are a loser! A loser!" Felsen glared at his head in the mirror, and his gaze captured the word written on his forehead.
"What has happened to me?" with a deep frown, while looking at himself in the mirror, Felsen mumbled. After gazing at himself in the mirror he peeked at his drawing.
"Before I only dreamed about it but now...! What is happening? Why am I feeling the way I feel in my dreams?" on the floor with his back with the splashback, Felsen was lost in a deep thinking.
During this, again a bizarre thing ensued to him. The noise outside became faint suddenly again as if the time had stopped for a moment.
'Tip...!'
'Tip...!'
Felsen could heed nothing, but the voice of drops of water, squirting out of the tap.
His mind got mesmerized for a moment again, and he felt darkness around him. He felt someone's presence there around him as the little air ran through his hair. His mouth got dry because of fear and then he felt someone to his right side. He didn't see anyone but the sensation he felt was so strong. Someone in black.
"Aaa!" Felsen whimpers when he felt his soul was taking out of his body starting from his face. He heard a voice calling his name in the same faint deep tone in his ear.
"Stop!!" Felsen yelled hardly in pain.
"Huh..huh..!" he gasps the time he came out of the nightmare. He found himself in the same position but he was so sweaty. Felsen mulled his surrounding. Everything was ordinary but... his body was all sweaty.
"What was that?" Felsen swallowed his saliva and with troubled eyes, he grumbled.
He spend all the day there and when it was about five minutes left for school time to be over, he stood up, rinse his face, and covered his forehead with his hair. When he strode out of the washroom he found Ron in front of him with his bag.
"Are you fine?" Ron with distress in his eyes, spoke. On which Felsen shook his skull in yes, and grabbed his backpack from Ron.
On their way home, Ron was peeking at Felsen for seconds in a row. Usually, it was always fun for them on the way home, but today because of Luc...
"Goodbye, Felsen!" Ron chatted in a meager upset voice and walked away from him.
"Ron," Felsen called him.
"Yes," Ron swiveled and grinned that he finally said something.
Felsen also smiled at him and went to him to hug him. "Goodbye," Felsen whispered in his ear and dabbed his shoulder.
Felsen's this act made Ron so happy and he hugged him back.
"Felsen! so you have arrived," Mrs.Strew got happy to see his beloved son home.
"Food is ready, go and get fresh," she chatted with a smile, while doing work.
"What happened, Felsen?" Mrs. Strew inquired, when she got no response.
"Felsen, Felsen what happened Felsen?" Mrs. Strew became concerned about him because was not lookibg well. She went to him and her eagled eyes captured that word on his forehead.
"Huh! what is that," Mrs. Strew reacted alarmed when she saw the word loser written on his forehead.
"Who did this?" She questioned him with a pondering face.
"It's ok mom. It is fine," Felsen replied with a smile and covered his head again.
"Luc did this? Am I right?"
"It's fine if he did this. I want to go to my bedroom," Felsen acts normally and left.
"He was so in pain," Mrs. Strew gets concerned about him.
At night, while he was doing his studies, the drawing that was pressing under the book caught his attention when its corner flew due to the air that was passing in through the window. He released the paper from under the book, and at the time his vision fell onto the paper, his lips curved to the side, and a little cute sneer appeared on his face.
"You are not a superhero. These are just dreams..! Your son was again dreaming that dream...!" these random lines from the whole day, lurked at once in his mind.
"I think everyone is right, dreams are just dreams. I should accept the reality and should stop hoping that one day will be the enchanted day when I will turn into a superhero," Under the light of his table lamp he uttered these words.
Felsen pressed the paper in his hand and flew it away. The paper ball after striking the wall, bounced back to him, slam with his head, and at last rested in his lap. Felsen narrowed his eyes at the reaction of the paper ball and picked it.
He, later, made an airplane of that paper, went to the window, and talked,
"Goodbye superhero," as he finished his words, he flew that airplane out of the window.
"Huh! accepting the reality was not that tough," Felsen spoke in a fresh loud voice. He, for a moment, glimpsed at the starry sky. He felt decent, as the light of the twinkling stars refreshed his mood. While he was enjoying the beautiful decor of the starry sky, he felt someone's presence in his room when the air hit his left ear which cause the movement of his hair.
He earned scared and was holding deep breaths. Again that silence, he could hear nothing but his heartbeat. Time like again ceased for an instant.
"Felsen! Felsen!" Mr. Strew, his dad called him from downstairs.
Felsen flinched at his dad's voice calling him, but his father calling him, made him come out of that weird situation that was feeling like again happened to him.
"Yes dad," Felsen immediately went down.
"Come my son, sit here."
"Is everything fine?" Felsen when saw them profound, he questioned with narrowed eyes. He got eager to know why did they call him.
"Did anything happen today in the college?"
The time his dad said these words he immediately understood that his mom had told him about the word written on my head.
"Come on dad, relax. Everything is fine I can handle this. There is no need to be worried. I am not a child who need their parents to deal with school happening."
"That's my boy," Mr. Strew smiled. "See, I told you, he can deal," Mr. Strew addresses Mrs. Strew.
"No, he is not fine. He was hurt," Mrs. Strew mumbled anxiously. "Don't worry my child I will call your Principal and then he will handle it," Mrs. Strew came to Felsen, and spoke while looking into his eyes.
"Mom...! no...please....! You know what... it would be more shameful if you will complain Principal. Dad, please tell her."
"Exactly, Felsen is right. You do not need to do this."
"Mom, I am fine, see," Felsen holds her mother's hand when he finds her worrying too much, and she smiled.
"I am going to sleep now, ok don't worry now," in a polite manner he spoke and went back to his room.