Arrogance is a word that described me best according to others. Eventually I took it upon me to fully mimick their expectations evocking hatred among my wake to power. At that time I sat in my chair in front of a long mahogany table with other members of the student council. The sun rays from the large window behind me penetrated the air transparent form shinning on those in it's vicinity. "President, what are your thoughts on the matter?" A member spoke out as the entire room faced towards me with a look of inquiry. My attention finally returning to the present momment, I responded with a ruly yet confident tone implying on the discussion on rise of protests and riots in the school . My words indicating a approval to the solution brought up by the six members. As soon as I finished addressing my thoughts and expressing a method of improvement to the matter, I appointed roles to the the president of the disciplinary committee, Ed, to apprehend the various people involved in the matter in immediate affect and advised the president of the academic committee, Noah, to deal with the issue of the sudden drop of performance in the midterm that had not yet been addressed officially. Finishing, I concluded the meeting and watched as one by one they all left except for one that I had already grown to ignore. Quietly returning to my thoughts, I remembering the hatred I've gained due to my cold yet arrogant mannerisms and the countless praise has been accumulated for my quick witted problem solving and high performance in academic and extra curriculum activities. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching followed by a deep voice that returned me to reality as my thought vanished into thin air,"Keep your mind in the discussion next time," Zayne said as his critisism was shown through the smug smile on his face." I didn't know I had a fan who focused on my distraction during the discussion," I responded to with a look of sarcasm as I watched his expression change to one of anger. He suddenly had a look of a calm composure as he retaliated with,"I can't help but worry about the president as of a vice does, wouldn't want your reputation to decline further than it is now,"he said leaving the room with a faint smile and closing the door behind him . All I could do is watch as I remembered our rivalry throught our childhood. Zayne Zaddok, the person I've been compared to all my childhood from grades to talents to ranks to the point even looks were involved. We've competed most of our lives that the mere thought of anything besides it disgusts me. Unfortunately it wasn't all like this not until my father died when I was only ten. As soon as he died, Zayne moved away, at that time he was my only other person beside my father who didn't see me as an arrogant fool but for who I was, an abandoned lonely and vulnerable person. I was left alone, to survive eventually bearing hatred for him and becoming cold allowing no one to enter my heart once again. Two years later he returned and was never the same just like me, having endless animosity for each other was the only thing we had in common, always competing with each other pointing out our slightest mistake. Not only us but the entire student council despised each other regarding each other like outcasts and competition. Tothe school the entire student council is regarded as supernovas,filled with the future leaders and geniuses of our tomorrow. From me the head, cold, arrogant including ranking first in all exams, wise and talented in many field aspects, Ava Palessi, where their was no one who had not heard of my name atleast once in their life.The beauty with arrogance they say, the head of the student council loved by all teachers but hated by everyone else resulting to being nicknamed The Tyrant Empress. Next, in line was Zayne Zaddok, an even colder entity than I am , talented in various arts and ranks second in all eaxams and very much respected by everyone, he has the perfect reputation including looks and the vice president of the student council known for getting work done quickly and for the amount of effort put in enabling student to have fair and privileged rights in the school evidently nicknamed the The cold God. Following is Ed Woods, the son of the dean of Oakwood's a prestigious university reknown for it's various leaders who came from it, he is more outgoing and honourable as ensures all rules are followed, as his nickname states ,the falcon, no one escapes his sites, he also ranks third in all exams. Afterward it is Noah Clay, the charming prince and absolutely stunning person as his level of knowledge is equal to all the hearts his been able to captureranking fourth in all exams with his ice blue eyes, platinum blonde hair and strong physiques that can even turn boys gay followed with his kindness and extroverted behavior, keep in mind I'm trying to insult him, he is called the prince charming every girls dream ands captain of the football team and nicknamed Apollo,God of beauty. This man could have an entire book dedicated to describing him and not even a flaw shall be found in it even his family is near perfect. Ive talked to much about him. Either way the next one is Ella Boujeé, the head of the journalism team that has no blind spots when it comes to finding head on information initually being head of a scandalous gossip team where she spilled all the tea when it came to people and their lives and was eventually pardoned by the principal and appointed head journalist giving everyone all the relevant information one would need to catch up with school life also ranking fifth in all exams and being nicknamed the detective. Unfortunately,also she couldn't find any bad thing to smear about Noah. Afterwards, we have Nya Milan, the head of the guidance and counseling committee, for one she has a strong willpower and strong urge to live for not even breaking down at all the thoughts she must have been forced to comprehend. Even I as a teenager know it's not easy to survive with all those suicidal victims and other things she might have experienced, knowing very well that my mentality can't deal with that, together with her beaty and kindness with the addition of her ranking sixth that might be why she is called the saint. Finally we have Kyllian

Cayden ranking seventh in the exam and head of all games and clubs society, being the most charismatic and kind being my older brother by one year he is eventually known as the beast with beaty but fierce behavior more like ignorance to me, I guess that now I think of it it does run in the family. Once we all come together in one table both teacher and students acknowledges us and regard as as the seven calamities, a group of genius student or rather prodogies of tomorrow. Why are we the calamities ? I really don't know.Alright, enough of this, back to reality.

In the board room, I stood up from the chair, taking a folder that had all the topics discussed. I left the room shutting the door behind me and walked down the arched halls that was dimly lite by the sun. Arriving at the deputy principal's office, I knocked the door and a hoarse voice allowing me entry was heard. I greeted Mr Gray as I walked on tha carpeted floor taking my seat opposite home on a white cushioned chair. Waiting for him to complete his work I silently observed the room realizing how it always fascinates me how well lite the room is and with a welcoming yet traditional German style it has almost like a mid evil study. The sound of a pen being placed down drew my focus as he began to address me. Taking the folder I brought he examined it asking a question on two about the detailed report, putting the work aside he move all the documents to a drawer and removed a black and white styled foldable chess board. I began to prepare as he held two ziplock bags from the board behind his back. "Left or right?" He asked me with a grin playing on his lips. Wanting to gain the upper advantage chose right bat unfortunately drew black instead of white. We started arranging the board and afterward he began with a classic opening, pawn to e4. This was the beginning the match that had began.