"THE FIRST CLASS OF THE YEAR STARTS IN 25 MINUTES"
"WE REPEAT"
"THE FIRST CLASS OF THE YEAR STARTS IN 25 MINUTES"
"FAILURE TO ATTEND ON TIME WITHOUT PROPER REASON WILL RESULT IN SEVERE PUNISHMENT"
The announcement reverberated through the room, warning sternly about the consequences of skipping the students' gathering. Before the announcement could even finish, Aratsume abruptly approached Hiro with urgency in her voice. "Hiro, we can't waste time dealing with someone like her," she said firmly, her tone laced with impatience. With a piercing gaze, she focused on the red-haired girl standing before them, making it clear that she was not pleased. It was as though the girl had committed a theft, depriving Aratsume of something rightfully hers.
Both Hiro and Aratsume nonchalantly exited the hallway as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, leaving poor Saki all alone, stranded in the empty corridor, feeling embarrassed as everyone was staring at her and abandoned.
"HEY WAIT!?" Saki yelled
Saki experienced a strong sense of deja vu when her eyes locked with the guy across the room. A surge of intense hatred consumed her, as if he had committed an unforgivable act in a past life. Despite never crossing paths before, she couldn't shake the feeling of deep animosity towards him.
Feeling a sense of unease creeping over her, she once more experienced the unsettling sensation of being watched. Reacting swiftly, she swiftly made a dash towards canteen, hoping to shake off the eerie feeling that lingered around her.
As soon as she stepped into the bustling canteen, a surge of relief washed over her, dissipating the sense of unease that had lingered upon her arrival. Making her way to the counter, there she saw a familiar but not-so-familiar young man with jet-black hair and blue eyes trying to place an order
"Mam can I get a black coffee with no sugar please." Hiro asked the woman standing at the counter
"Emo," Saki said with an amused expression on her face, her curiosity piqued by the unusual order the guy before her had just requested.
Both Hiro's and Aratsuma's attention was caught by the voice, causing them to turn around swiftly. To their surprise, a familiar red-haired girl was standing behind them.
"FOR F**K'S SAKE I AM NOT EMO." Hiro quickly retorted
Just as Saki was about to say something important, it was abruptly interrupted by the counter lady
"Here's your black coffee sir, it would be 4 credits."Said the counter lady
"We don't have the time to deal with people like her, Hiro," Aratsume said firmly as she paid for Hiro's coffee.
After handing him his coffee, Aratsume quickly grabbed Hiro's hand and started dragging him out of the canteen
Saki couldn't shake the intense anger that overcame her whenever his face appeared, a rage so overwhelming that it made her feel like she wanted to kill him as both of them were responsible for what had happened in the hallway, yet she couldn't pinpoint why this feeling consumed her.
shrugging this feeling of saki went to the counter, ordered herself a mocha and took it to her class.
After a few minutes of waiting in the class, a professor finally entered the room. To everyone's surprise, he did not even bother to introduce himself before starting the lecture.
"This is your first class of the year, but I must say that I harbor no desire to waste my precious time on individuals destined for failure such as yourselves. Were it not for the principal's request, I would not have deigned to set foot in this room."The teacher made his disdain evident as he addressed the class failures on their first day of the academic year. Ignoring the children's frightened expressions, the teacher continued scrutinizing them as if they were mere beasts, his eyes piercing like daggers through the tense atmosphere.
"I am just going to play a hologram I received 'cause, I don't want to teach to individuals like you so watch it carefully." Said the teacher indifferently.
The person in the hologram had a broad, sturdy frame and striking jet-black hair with prominent white streaks at the roots. A dense, menacing beard highlighted his formidable appearance.
The students immediately recognized the person and started shouting.
"Is that, sir Alexander the strongest Hetroid Hunter In the world"
'Whenever Father makes an appearance, whether it be as a hologram or in real life, he never fails to captivate everyone and earn admiration as his title, 'The Protector,' further adds to his popularity' Saki thought to herself.
As Alexander's hologram began to speak, the students, recognizing the significance of his presence, respectfully fell silent, their attention wholly focused on his words.
"Hello students, today marks the beginning of your journey at the academy, a key moment that carries the weight of our past struggles and the hope for a brighter future. While the echoes of what I am about to share may have reached your ears before, it is crucial to reiterate our history.
Humanity's defeat in the battle against the Hetroids forced us to seek refuge underground, culminating in the founding of the city known as 'Hope,' our beacon of resilience and determination. Tasked with the monumental mission of combating these formidable foes are the Gene Suit bearers, utilizing the very essence extracted from the Hetroids themselves Gene cores. As the torchbearers of the younger generation, each of you carries on your shoulders the collective destiny of humanity— a burden that demands modesty and caution, for the consequences of arrogance extend far beyond individual losses.
For over four decades now, our struggle against the Hetroids has persisted, evolving from a conflict to a legacy. Initiated in the year 2050, this enduring battle has defined our existence for 45 years, leading us to the present day of 2095.
As we stand on the precipice of history, our resolve is unwavering; we are the guardians of humanity's destiny and its future, and we are destined to emerge victorious and reclaim what is rightfully ours. The Hetroid Hunters, united by a singular purpose, remain firm in their pursuit, driven by a shared commitment to restore balance and secure a future where humanity thrives once more.
In this critical movement, our collective efforts converge toward a singular goal: to bring an end to a conflict that has shaped generations and to usher in a new era of peace and prosperity. Together, we shall prevail, for in our unity lies the strength that will see us through to the dawn of a new era."
"ARE YOU ALL WITH ME YOUNG ONES!"
"YES SIR!" all the students shouted
"ARE YOU ALL READY TO SACRIFICE YOURSELVES FOR THE FUTURE!"
"YES WE ARE!!!" The students collectively shouted
With overwhelming emotion that radiated through Alaxander's holographic form, he raised one of his hands upwards and exclaimed,
"FOR THE FUTURE!"
All the students collectively raised one of their hands and passionately yelled
"FOR THE FUTURE!!!!"
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FINALLY
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