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Looking down the window of her class, she stared down at the winter schoolyard.
She would usually listen to whatever the teacher was saying, but yet today, here she was.
She threw a gaze at the chalkboard. It was math class, geometry. The date has now switched to December.
the teacher was droning on about probabilities or whatever.
she has had plenty of sleep, nevertheless; she felt braindead.
And with her already pretty non-studious person, skipping a class could become a matter of life and death for her, she tried to concentrate but gave up pretty soon, truly a bad way to start her day.
Normally she would scold herself for losing focus, but...
'phew...'
No matter how she tried, she couldn't concentrate.
Just what was the source of her distraction?
Did she really worry that much about the boy? No, it just couldn't be that was not like her.
he wasn't much different from other people she saved anyway.
It was not an untedious class for sure, even if her classmates complained about things being boring and hard, if she put her mind to it she would go 100% maximum no chill she could learn all of calculus 1 and 2 in one week better than anyone else in history but that needs for the subject to actually interest her in a way but again she was a mage and current science was a bit off point from the true mechanisms running this world not that science did not have its merits.
Applying both the spiritual or magic and normal science can lead to things like stand, well last time something happened related to that it was some kind of world destruction lvl event, something about someone being capable of genetic manipulation trying to give a stand to everyone, the point was genetics wasn't enough to lead to such a complex thing and so it was a doomed failure.
Why would I be thinking of this stuff now?
And so the problem was not solved and the more she thought, the more tired she got.
What am I doing? This is not like me.
At some point, the rhythm'd gnash like sounds of the chalk on the board took her to sleep.
The chime marking the end of the class was over the teacher left and students spread out in the hallways getting up from their desks.
the clock reads now 12' o'clock sharp
The atmosphere lightened up, and she woke up feeling a bit less exasperated. She stood up and headed to the cafeteria. The food there was nothing special rarely ever good and mostly tasteless or straight-up bad.
that kind of thing in a private school would normally be unacceptable, but the complaints went straight above the heads of the authorities, course naturally those that brought huge extra large insulated lunch boxes made a big success in school and became the ruling class in our complex hierarchy, the prices were actually very fair, but she preferred to go to class B-4 that had some bunch of technological cooking stuff the student set up, the classroom was a lab class made because of the huge number of students that came into the school and was large enough to set that stuff up.
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She enjoyed looking at the live cooking show and the large menu that always changed depending on what students brought what as ingredients and what was available at the box lunch shop.
Really, this was not a school anymore, nevertheless, it honestly gave students a lot of liberty which led them to actually try and study in the classroom by a genuine will to have fun, after all the more time you waste at school stuff the better your marks.
''All this aside, there are many other suspicious factions and dark sides to this school that could make up a whole 10 volume novel on their own''
Her class was kind of like that. The boys took their desks together into a single long dining table.
The girls, them had to buy the food and then serve it as if respectable maidens and then split into groups of 3 or 4 and chatted together dining on the table, at any rate, neither side wasted the precious lunchtime actions may differ but the wanted result is the same.
She felt so bad though, that she decided to get back to her desk, watching the flurry of movement happening around her, she might be a veteran member of the school, a member of the student council but there was no way for her to keep up in her state.
''hey there, what's wrong with the one and only star of the drawing club Naomi the most respected school veteran in all of the school factions? Come here we are all waiting for you''
The roundtable of girls called out to her to join the dining table as they call it, everybody had reserved seats and her spot was right there empty for her to her to sit on.
''I am feeling like a bag of flour...also screw you'' her tone was strongly acidilouse quiet unusual of her.
''what's with the tone? you're really feeling that bad?''
''Yes''she responded drowning her head inside of her hand made pillow.
'' Well would it sheer you up to know that we have a new vandalism case''
A thud sound slightly echoes in the room, looking up she sees Ahmya and Kana both leaning on their chair to such a point it looked like they would crash on the floor at any moment.
''telll me'' she asked her eyes not leaving them.
''well you come here first''
she simply did.
her friends gave her very worried glances she could not understand the reasons behind.
''...Anyway, you see last night in the afternoon someone put an acidic oil paint bomb at the archery club in the boys changing room, one bomb in every drawer that is crazy the boys couldn't;t touch paint as it as it could cause some alergic reaction, and so we have a couple videos of the archery club boys naked, and dear all of them actually have a nice body''ahyma told
''Cheesus, what about the girls?" she asked
"actually nothing, so the main suspects is probably a girl, what do you think?'' reasoned kana
Naomi thought of it for a second.
"I would say it could be a boy trying to lead us to this conclusion on purpose now for his aliby either he is one who wanted to show of his muscles and what he had under there and well kind of overdid his plans it or just another pranker but a boy would have been better of pranking girls as that would have given him a better sight, in any way the personnel who did this is either a perv girl or one with some kind of grudge a male prankster is impossible as girls would have been a better choice, well unless he couldn't find any way to enter the girl dorms wich seems unlickely''
'' well we forget about the gay boys in school, those are probably suspisious'' ahmya and I nod I unisson to kana's guess
''Well if there was any gay archery club member with a crush on a fellow team member or one that was from the first to film the event then those are very likely suspects, and this would help narrow down the list of suspects''Naomi murmurs just loud enough for her friends to hear well that is what she thought.
''hey he hey you girls are saying some weird stuff right there, can you stop it pleas we are trying to eat.'' It was one of the boys
''No, no they make a point, there man, there was a similar accident on a lesser scale in the swimming club not a while ago too''
this made naomi click.
''Wait does this criminal only go for men?
Basiclly yes, and the archery club member possibility is gone with this new piece of information at hand'' someone else's argues koing this craziness.
Sudenly all made sense she figured it out, her voice thundering over that of the others in the room she declares ''The we are dealing with a criminal feminazi the worst kind of nazi''
everybody gave her that look, everybody knew about naomi's silly/comedic tendencies but this was on shall other lvl.
''there is no such thing as a worst kind of nazi, all nazis are the worst nazis'' argues Kana.
Oh no the hall class thought in unison even kana realized her mistake, Naomi was the kind to continue trying to prove that what they declared or opinion is the right one no matter what even if she knows that it is wrong she wouldn't admit defeat until the next day.
the ground shook waiting for her next storm of arguments"Well...I would normally argue on this but, indeed, the nazi did not have anything to do with the concept of helping Germany to raise living conditions which were very poor at the time, but was only but a group of racist's and so you do make a point in a way'' what shocked the class was not the weird point that hardly related to the whole thing, well it did but it would take a bit of reflection to get it.
"My, My you really are not feeling well, you are totally not yourself right now""