Students talking as the sun slowly rise up in the break of the day. Birds chirping while the morning breeze is cool—just your average morning in the school.
Evergreen University, a well-known school for rich and privileged people. Every student in the school is privileged, most of the students are related to the known rich people in the country.
A male with brown curly hair approached his best friend, a rather short one with a smile on his face. "Hey, Johannes! Man, I have a great tea for you." He chuckled, while his best friend looked at him with a confused look.
Cameroon Wilson, the 2nd top student after his best friend; Johannes. Cameroon is the son of the principal of the school, Cameroon is also known for being intelligent but Cameroon's intelligence is nothing compared to his top 1st ranking best friend.
His best friend, Johannes Brahms, is the dear son of a world-famous actor and model. His father owns a famous film production company while his mother is a supermodel—talk about being rich.
Johannes is not only rich but he also has the skills and intelligence; Johannes is the current top student of the school and as well as the school president, but not only that, he's also a young actor—seeming to be following your parents' steps! Does he have too much work in his hand? No, nothing is too much work for Johannes! He's perfect.
Johannes turned his head to Cameroon, who seemed to be excited about the little news that he has, Johannes got curious as he raised a brow at Cameroon while waiting for him to answer, "What's your news? You seemed excited about it," Johannes said as he took a sip of his water.
"So, like, I heard my mother talk about some kind of student, which I thought was interesting so I sneaked and quietly listened." Cameroon said.
"So? What do I have to do with that?" Johannes responded as he rolled his eyes and continued to drink his water.
"My mother offered to let a student study here—for free. You heard that right! Free! And my mother was praising the new student sooo much, it seemed like the student has good achievement for them to get in this school for free and be recommended by the principal herself, my mother! They could be your forever rival while you study here. My mother is also thinking to use the student in contests that the school participate in since they're smart, athletic and hardworking!" Cameroon continued on his news. Gosh, he's literally saying everything about the new student. How obsessed is he?
Johannes widened his eyes as he spat out the water he was drinking, all of it landing on Cameroon that now held an annoyed face followed with an, "Ugh!"
"You said WHAT now!? They're studying here!? And the school has an interest in using that student in contests? Am I not enough!? I'll never mentally recover from this—not only that, my father would be disappointed if I'm not the top-ranking student!. Am I going to be 2nd now!?" Johannes ranted as he paced back and forth.
"I mean—you always pass out when it's PE time; your body is weak and not athletic enough..," Cameroon murmured under his breath as Johannes coked his head at him, adding a glare.
"Excuse me! I can handle it. Just like my father and everyone says: I am perfect!" Johannes triumphed with extreme pride.
"..Here we go again," Cameroon sighed and facepalmed in response.
"There goes your God complex and pride again. Man, you're literally the opposite of your brother. Jonathan is quiet as hell and his closest friend other than you, Richard, is the only one that gets to talk with him. I want to also hear what on earth is happening in his mind. He once ran away when I tried to talk with him, he looks intimidating because of his height but he's shy as hell. I swear, he can pull any girl if he wants to cause he's literally what the girls want: tall, athletic, intimidating, and beautiful eyes, but his shyness is just... ick," Cameroon said, talking about Johannes' older brother who was only about a year older than Johannes.
"Come on, Jonathan and I literally came from the same household and literal mother. We both look identical to each other, what's the difference between us?" Johannes scoffed.
"You're short, you have a feminine face, and too much pride, oh please, I almost thought you were a girl when I first saw you in the television and even in real life. Remember that one time you had to cross-dress as a ballerina because one of the ballerinas got injured before the ballet show? Good memories," Cameroon teased as he patted Johannes's head while chuckling, "You also look like a little kid that just graduated elementary~" Cameroon continued while still laughing.
Johannes rolled his eyes while Cameroon kept on rumbling about Johannes on and on. Ah, best friends.
"Cameroon! Quit insulting Johannes, let him be," a black-haired male interrupted the two as he blocked the friends with his hand to stop the two from glaring. Could he not see they were just teasing? "Can't believe you two are best of friends when you both constantly fight, even in classes," he added in with a sigh, removing his hand.
"Finally, the father figure is here. Can you simply tell Johannes that he actually looks like and act like a young girl?" Cameroon said while glaring at Johannes.
"I'm not going to say that, Cameroon. Can you stop making fun of Johannes' height? What if one day he becomes much taller than you?" He scolded Cameroon, while meanwhile Johannes laughed.
"And as for you, Johannes. You're the school president, act nicer to other students and don't be a bad influence." The male lectured Johannes, who instantly rolled his eyes in response, crossing his arms as well.
"I didn't even do anything yet!" Johannes scoffed.
Richard sighed, and just took a second to wonder to himself, 'Why am I in this situation? Why are younger people like this nowadays?'
"I know, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to stop you having a fight with the principal's only son," Richard argued.
Richard Burton, nothing interesting about him other than that he's the only son of a person that owns the biggest resort in the country, other than that, Richard is the father figure of the school and helps anyone in need—truly an angel.
Suddenly, the bell rang, making the three turn their heads. "We're going to be late. Last one to the classroom is a dumbass!" Cameroon exclaimed as Johannes widened his eyes and started running after Cameroon.
That doesn't even make sense.., Richard thought, though ignoring the order.
"Hey! Get back here! I'm not done with you, you ass!" Johannes yelled while running after Cameroon.
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"Ah, best friends. They never grow up, don't they?" Richard chuckled. 'Oh lord, I'm going to be late,' he mused as he started rushing inside the school.
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The brown-haired male around his teens sighed, as he stepped down with the other kids from the school bus, his brown eyes gazing at the big school. "Have a great day little fellas!," the bus driver said with a woozy smile, driving off when all kids were off the bus.
'New school, what do you have to offer? Another miserable school year for me? Ha,' the male thought to himself, a chuckle escaping from his lips. He started to walk, looking around at the other students who seemed to all be and have friends as they walked to school—imagine having one, couldn't be him.
...
"Class A3- Class A3-" the new student murmured, as he looked around the hallway looking for his class, glancing at each of the signs placed on the top of each doors' room. Suddenly, the second school bell started to ring—otherwise know as the late one—indicating class has started, making the male curse under his breath. Late on your first day of school. What a bad direction for your first impression.
Students started to fill the hallway and go to their respective classes. He, on the other hand, is still confused about where to go and which class is his.
After a while, a student went up to the male with a smile on his face, "Are you lost?" He looked at his name ID, hanging around on his neck, something they didn't have at his old school.
"Ah, Royce. Are you new here? No doubt. What's your class? I'll help you. Also, the name's Richard. Nice to meet you, Royce," Richard greeted with a welcoming smile, taking out his hand for a handshake.
"Nice to meet you too. I'm on class A3, the school is huge, I can't find my class." Royce told him, as he shook Richard's hand, who slightly smiled at the him.
"Class A3? That's... surprising. You're on the star class where the top students are in year 3 and you're new here?" Richard asked as the realization hit him. "Are you the new transfer student from Korea? I heard rumors that a Korean-British student will be transferring here and they were immediately added in the top class. Bet you'll become Johannes's new rival," Richard laughed.
Johannes? That famous spoiled child studies here? Royce thought to himself with wonder.
"Don't worry about Johannes. He's always competitive to everyone, nothing personal, and he's a nice guy—well not to everyone but still... but when you get to know him, he'll be nice," Richard assured.
"Anyways, I'll lead you to your class, mate," Richard decided, his bright smile flashing as he started to lead Royce to his respective class.
...
"Here we are! Don't get in any trouble, okay?" Royce thanked Richard for his gesture, thankful he wasn't too late.
Richard left, and for some random reason, Royce chose to watch him leave. He was obviously wasting time, but at least it was for someone well. When Royce saw no more of his black hair, he knew it was time. He entered the class, which was already filled with students, and had a single teacher standing in front of the room as a guide.
"Here he is! Class, meet our new student, coming from Korea! The principal herself is the one that got Royce here, so treat him kindly," the teacher whose name was still unsaid instructed. "May you introduce yourself, Royce?" Royce stood there, blank face, while everyone waited for him.
Royce thought to himself, why is he here? He just wanted to graduate and have a proper job with a proper pay. Better yet, his dream job, if that was ever even possible.
"My name is Royce Lee. You can call me Royce or Lee—your choice, I am honestly fine with either one. I'm not fully Korean, only on my mother's side, I'm Korean-British. My hobby is anything that involves writing and drawing, probably debating too. Nice to meet you all, hope we all can be friends." His eyes immediately landed on the familiar face up front. A bright smile forming on the student's face, although in an annoying way.
Curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, short, bright smile and absolute punchable face. That's Johannes right there, Royce just hoped that he won't be involved with that fool there.
"Wonderful! Thank you for introducing yourself, Mr. Lee. Class, introduce yourselves to our new student, starting with our school president; Johannes Brahms" The plump woman said as Johannes stood up from his seat.
Not only that this spoiled guy is on the top class, he's also the school president? what a surprising person. You don't never know his next move, Royce thought to himself, agitated.
"Welcome to Evergreen University, Mr. Royce Lee. I'm Johannes Brahms, the school president of Evergreen University, and the class president of Class A3. We are pleased to meet you and we're looking after your achievements, Royce. After class, the vice president, Cameroon Wilson, and I will show you around to school. Once again, thank you for choosing Evergreen University, hope we can be friends," Johannes said with a smile.
He had a thick accent.
"Thank you, Mr. Brahms. I, too, hope we can be friends." Royce responded to Johannes, rather bitterly. There was no way in hell Royce was going to become friends with him.
"Anyways, Mr. Lee, you can sit on the empty seat next to Johannes Brahms," their teacher ordered as several students pointed at the empty seat next to Johannes of which then held an annoyed face.
Royce ignored Johannes while he sat down in his seat as the teacher started their lesson for the day.
"Three best students sitting next to each other... that won't definitely start any conflict," The teacher murmured under their breath, knowing about what would happen if Johannes sat next to Cameroon.
"Now we're done to getting to know Mr. Lee, let's now move on to our lesson." He began to write her name on the board, spelling out something with a C.
"Name's Mr. Claude Monet. I'll be your new science and math teacher for the remaining school year," Ms. Claude introduced with a smile.
"God, what's up with the school suddenly changing the teacher in the middle of the school year?" Cameroon asked in suspicion, Johannes just rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.
"Oh please, just deal with it, Mr. Suspicious," Johannes hissed back to Cameroon, whispering, while he listened carefully to the new teacher.
End of Chapter
Hello, everyone! I'm just here to clarify that some characters got new character designs like; Royce and Johannes.
Also, this is what the characters look like:
(Most characters are British and I used Artbreeder for the faces)
Johannes Brahms:
Johannes Brahms: [https://img.wattpad.com/f1d606b121d37d7788d44923d51871281d10e9a7/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f5f5a7a494f334b333137327446413d3d2d313036373733303937342e313665386663616639633566303237353835373031333732313535312e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Royce Lee:
Cameroon Wilson: [https://img.wattpad.com/c74e59115746c0dae445375fb1441e30ccf4388a/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6d4c386a323646637461646d73773d3d2d313036373733303937342e313663653438653166653065333862623436343831393530303537362e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Cameroon Wilson:
Cameroon Wilson: [https://img.wattpad.com/12bd05991cafba142573edc11f87dbe49eaaa324/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f4b52627562723139336b716f42413d3d2d313036373733303937342e313663653438653639323065653839363939393033373539313131352e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Richard Burton:
Richard Burton: [https://img.wattpad.com/876bc568ba06badc6fd391af9a591cd60dd99826/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f35765972307261424b426f4546513d3d2d313036373733303937342e313663653438656139363566306230323832363834313231333733352e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Claude Monet:
and finally, their height comparison [https://img.wattpad.com/7088498863715518f145d6e22cff993533a64866/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f5345687a417174624f5f734a78773d3d2d313036373733303937342e313665383130396130373063313661323437373138313331353234342e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
and finally, their height comparison
and finally, their height comparison [https://img.wattpad.com/ee8889c08c5e52bd336e0502b317f776f890c5ab/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6856622d797a556b5a6e38694c513d3d2d313036373733303937342e313663653439393638663765363862343935313731363937383537372e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
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This book is the original and not copied, I didn't copy anyone.
I'll start chaos when I SEE one notification of me being mentioned in one book saying I copied that.
I don't want the past to happen again. :)
Thank you.