The Eleventh Gifted (The Gifted Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

A/N: The Gifted series doesn't belong to me; all credits belong to their rightful owners. This fanfiction is written purely for entertainment purposes only.

Do not proceed if you haven't watched the whole series because this will contain a lot of spoilers.

English is not my first language, so expect grammatical and typographical errors. I also don't know Thai, so if there's any mistake, I apologize in advance. Please educate me properly. I'm researching to make sure that I will make fewer mistakes.

Curse words are toned down, if needed, they'll be censored. If you still find them offensive, please tell me and I'll edit them.

This isn't a bl fanfic. This story will focus on how things will unfold if there's another gifted student and to that student.

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Chitchat filled the Gifted classroom as the selected students waited for their Mr Pom, their Class adviser. Their regular class had just ended and it was then time for the program.

What caught all their attention was the new seating arrangement and one added table.

The door opened and revealed the one they were waiting for. Quickly, they went to their respective seats and faced the front.

"Good day, class. I am sure you're all wondering why our set-up is new." Bullseye! As if he could read their minds. It was pretty obvious, though, with their constant looking at the empty table.

"Punn, please switch seats with Mon." Mr Pom motioned his hand to the two.

A little baffled they may be, but still, they followed their teacher. With their bags in their hands, the two mentioned students switched places in silence. Their classmates watched, while some others—by that, it meant just Wave—looked elsewhere, not even trying to hide that they could care less.

It was not only Punn and Mon, but almost the rest of the class as well were curious as to why. Albeit the answer was obvious, some of them still wanted direct answers.

"The Director told me that there will be a Gifted transferee who will join you in this class. She is not yet here, the Director asked for her presence. But she'll come any minute now."

"It's a she," Namtarn thought.

And as if on cue, the door opened once again, revealing a girl. She became very noticeable for the white earphones tucked in her ears and her face framed by a few strands of her long, wavy, braided hair. She seemed to be of the same age as them, so it wasn't a question then who she was. She was the transferee Mr Pom was talking about.

Some of the Gifted fixed the way they were sat to present themselves better to the girl, whilst some others could care less. Wave gave her a quick glance before looking back elsewhere, and Claire gave her a brief up and down look judging her appearance.

"Plain," she boredly thought as she rolled her eyes to go back to facing the adult in the room.

Truth to be told, the girl didn't have any features that stood out at first glance, but Mon thought that her eyes were really pretty.