Luan's point of view:

The next day I woke up somewhat sore from last night's workout, Alison showed no signs of exhaustion. We both managed to go to the classroom, he was an inexpressive person, and a little difficult to understand, in my opinion.

This time we went to the classroom block together, no one understood why one of the strongest people in the room was hanging out with someone like Luan, but at the same time, the kid didn't know how to talk to him either and ask him why he decided to help him.

I preferred not to talk to anyone and see Alison's back from a distance...

In that class he touched them with a teacher with pink hair and blue eyes, slim figure, she was quite friendly and explained us about the expeditions, besides she was the assigned teacher for room 3.

-The expeditions are 3 per year, two are in the country, and one is an external one with the whole school, generally there are trainings, fights, and social services. I am going to give them the class of energy manipulation and History.

And the class continued, writing some data about her on the board, her name was Sáhara Márquez, and she gave us other data about her subject.

-Well, we started, as you know the war ended about 10 years ago, but there are still organizations on the margins of society, they are against all nations and they did not agree to end the war, and there is still some tension between some countries. What they want is to prepare and train them, especially in case of a war against another nation, and also to educate them so that they can defend themselves. The best ones can choose any career. The school asks them to please not go out at night, because sometimes they recruit outstanding students.

He spent the entire class talking about school issues, specifically the responsibility that students have at school. She seemed to know everything by heart why she was never silent, besides she seemed very young, I thought she was around 25, and she was very pretty, she seemed to me the youngest of all the teachers, she looked more friendly than the rest, most of them were cold, and serious as if this was a prison.

Since it was the first week, the classes were short. And the bell rang almost half the time of a normal class.

When the class was over, Alison came out first.

From a distance, I thought of him. He must have been a busy person, but he was worried about someone I barely knew and in the middle of my monologue his cousins showed up and greeted me, one of them was named Henry, he had brown hair and blue eyes like me, and my cousin Hana, like the one before him, had brown hair but yellow eyes and was shorter than him. They forced me to eat in the cafeteria with them.

It was quite a large place with dozens of tables and chairs, with shades of color similar to the uniform and predominantly beige. And a second floor that gave it the appearance of a commercial warehouse.

- Do you know Professor Sahara?

-It's her second year here, she's almost new compared to the rest of the bitter old men," answered Henry.

-And...here...do they bother you a lot?

-I don't know why they sent you to room two, but I think it's strange that they accepted you too, but you wanted to follow us, do you regret that?

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-It's just that the director of our salon talked about that test, I'm very nervous about it," said the boy, "but Alison is going to help me.

Both boys looked at each other when they heard that name, I was a little surprised and asked

-Something happened to him?

-He's dangerous, he'll get you in trouble, better avoid him," said Henry.

-Don't pay attention to him, Luan, it's just that the upper classes don't like him.

-Is he repeating the year?

-No, he's the brother of the president of the council, and he always came to the school and .....

While we were talking, President Snaider passed by, and interrupted our talk. He was kind of intimidating, and he only talked to Hana who had been the vice president since last year, they seemed to get along well.

She got up from her chair and said goodbye to both of them quickly and went off with him.

Henry and I just sat there, watching them slowly go away.

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The week went by just like that, it was already Friday and nothing out of the ordinary had happened, nothing was relevant, everything became a cliché between presentation and presentation.

The class they had was wrestling and fighting and we had to put on a uniform that consisted of a turquoise blue pant like the uniform and a white shirt, we were all a little nervous, specifically me, despite having trained with Alison freestyle I did not feel very encouraged and I wanted to avoid the looks of pressure.

The teacher in that class was dark brown, dark red hair and purple eyes, tall and somewhat stocky. He wore a gray suit and a watch on his wrist.

We 25 students gathered in front of the teacher and he spoke to us.

-Hello, my new students. As you can see, this is not going to be easy, and I ask you to start walking around 10 times now. From now on .....

So we started to do the ten laps, most of them were not up to it but I more or less managed to hold on, we are all tired except Alison who still has her posture. I just wanted this to be over. Slowly the ten minutes passed.

He watched us and looked at the clock to quickly give the orders.

-Make basic fights in groups of two," said Professor Cruz.

I got hold of Alison, I tried to keep up with him, but he was very fast, and it was impossible to compare with him, I couldn't avoid any of his punches.

-I couldn't avoid any of his punches." Stop now," Cruz shouted, "please group together.

And a little bit tired everyone gathered and he kept talking.

-Everyone is doing badly, they didn't learn in high school. It's amazing that you're in the second room, I thought because of your Ce, you'd do well, but you don't fight like an elementary school kid. I have to leave it out, to be elected for the twelve that will represent the school next year.

Everyone was looking at each other and no one had the courage to say anything.

-And the freshmen did," asked Alison.

The teacher under the leaves and I talk to him.

-Yes, they, unlike you, are level and all are level three. This little activity was to measure the classroom, not to measure an individual person.

-Because we don't all have levels, you shouldn't take out a whole room.

-Forgive me, child, this was the only class that couldn't.

I analyzed the entire conversation and came to a conclusion. The group had been eliminated because of me, and Alison knew that. Suddenly with her attitude I was talking.

-You're a scumbag teacher, I'll let you know at ....

-You're going to cry to your brother. You think you're so much, just because you have some influence. Well let's do one thing, if you punch me in the face everyone passes and they can continue participating for the election of the twelve, otherwise the whole room will suffer the consequences of your arrogance. So, do you accept or not?

Alison was left thinking. If I accepted, I knew I was more likely to lose, but if I didn't, I'd have to live with my head down from the other salons. Being the only one who would be left out

-What's wrong, the student advocate, is he afraid?

-I will.

Everyone got on the stands to see the show, they would finally see if he was as strong as the other teacher said.

The fight started slowly, Alison took the initiative and tried technical punches, to measure the pace they would take.

The professor seemed bored by this, so he counterattacked ferociously throwing a dry blow, which Alison managed to avoid, between attacks and more attacks the minutes passed, both were fast although there was a clear difference, for a moment they were almost from you to you, Alison had taken the initiative and attacked without stopping, the professor was surprised for a moment, but preferred to put an end to this, and began to fight seriously, and one with a kick put the black hair in place.

The boy moved away from him a little, he still felt that impact on his arms, and little by little they turned red.

-Did you think I wouldn't attack you seriously, boy? I know who you are, and what you've done in this school. Do you give up?

-No, I will continue.

-Well I warned you, I hope you have good medical service

The professor was superior by far. Alison knew she would lose, but she only had one chance to win this fight. She walked straight to her opponent, who was laughing as she watched him slowly approach.

Willing to do anything, he approached my partner and threw a punch in the stomach, he thought he would dodge it, but he didn't, he was exposed to an impact of that magnitude. In spite of everything I manage to give him a fist in the teacher's face.

He accomplished the goal, but fell to his knees on the floor, and his body fell to the ground seconds later.

Liz, Samantha and I came down the stairs to help him.

Cruz just looked at him, and touched the face where he had been hit.

Liz tried to wake Alison, who was unconscious, and her arms were swollen from the blows she had to take.

-Take him to the infirmary, which is in the middle of the school," the teacher said.

The three boys carried him by the shoulders.