DARK University Series #1: Teach Me, Professor

chapter I

SA MADILIM na makikita ang isang lalaking nakaupo sa harap ng study table sa loob ng library slash study room. Meet Professor Dark Zildan Ferrolino Moonvalle a.k.a Dazil, the most genius and mysterious young professor. Seryusong-seryuso ito habang nagpipindot sa napaka-hightech nitong laptop na animo'y may kino-kumpyot itong pormula. Walang imosyon ang mga mata nito, may nakatakip na maskara sa mukha. Tanging ang mga mata, matangos na ilong at labi lang nito ang makikita. Nakasuot din ito ng eye glasses na nakasabit sa matangos na ilong ng professor.

His eyes were deep dark and emotionless. He look like a mythical serious young professor from the Chinese history.

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ng maitim nitong mga mata ay nakapukos sa screen ng laptop. Ang matangos nitong ilong na nasabitan ng eye glasses, ang perpekto't malambot nitong labi na parang ang sarap halikan. Ang panga nitong umiigting sa sobrang kaseryusuhan. Ang abuhing buhok nito at ang bangs na tumatakip sa makapal nitong kilay.

In short, a perfect handsome man in the darkness with his mask.

Walang kaliwa-liwanag ang study room nito kung saan pinapalibutan ng mga iba't ibang libro. Lahat ng uri ng libro ay makikita sa silid-aklatan ng professor. Nakaayos pa ang mga iyon mula sa laki, kulay at uri ng libro. Dinaig pa nitong nasa Quadro circle library ng China kung saan puro libro ang makikita. Masasabi mo talagang isa itong batikang philosophical professor.

He was about to press the enter button of his laptop when someone knocked on the door.

"Hey, bro! Wouldn't you join us?" A baritone voice asked.

"You already new my answer, Kizil." Animo'y kasing lalim ng dagat ang boses na tugon nito.

Kizil is the youngest among of them. Buwan lang naman ang tanda nito.

Kizil chuckled. "Tsk! C'mon, it's just a mind game, bro!" Kizil persuade.

Dazil didn't response and continued typing on his keyboard. He knew that his three brothers is up to something just to win him to join with their lame game.

"If you wouldn't join us, can we take DZM AI to join us?" A playful voice interrupt.

He look up to Rizil who was smirking while pumping his palm. He gave him a death glare. Rizil was his third brother, while Arzil is the second to him.

"Do you wanna die?" he threatened using his deep voice.

"As if I'm scared, bro." Rizil replied sarcastically.

He raised his middle finger with a death glare. He's getting annoyed with these brat.

"Just go if you want. I have a lot of things to do." He mumbled.

Instead of living him alone, the two brothers get inside while smirking playfully.

'Idiots'

"Okay. We'll leave you alone after you answered our questions." Kizil said.

Hindi niya pinansin ang mga ito at bagkus ay mabilis na kumilos ang mga daliri nito sa pagta-type upang tapusin ang ginagawa.

He was trying to solve some calculous problem of mathematics for his inventory methods. It is the most difficult problem that he was solving just to complete his calculous theory.

"How many years are there in a mellennium?" Kizil asked.

"1,000 years," agad na sagot nito.

Alam niyang sinusubukan lang siya ng dalawa para kapag nagkamali siya ng sagot ay sasali siya sa gusto ng mga ito. Napapailing na lang siya pagakatpos ay pinindot ang enter button para tapusin ang sino-solve nito.