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.15.

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Olivia sighed in boredom as she watched Benedict Ivan Goodfellow give the traditional welcome speech to all the new and transfer students. "...You are truly chosen. Due to your hard work, or perhaps your parents, you have made it to the hallowed halls of Eden. To our honorable 233 new students... Congratulations, and welcome to our school. The entire staff at Eden extends a heartfelt greeting to you." 

With all sincerity, Olivia felt herself dozing off. He spoke with such an aged voice. "Papa, plenty of people are wearing what I'm wearing." Anya looked around the auditorium in awe as she experienced school for the first time.

"Yes. That's what a uniform is. " Loid also surveyed the room, talking to himself in his brain while he did so. 'I still have a ton of issues to solve, however...'

As he quickly grabbed a glance at Anya, he thought back to Handler's comments. 'I've largely given up trying to make this kid into an elite. I'll let Via handle that aspect.' Anya painted a surprised and insulted expression on her face as she read his mind. 'Shock!' 

As the speech continued to drag on, Loid sighed. 'The greatest of the great already attend this school. Even while I believe Olivia will be okay, Anya will find it challenging to hold onto her a top position.'

He paused as the names of the students in each class were announced before continuing. 'More importantly...' As additional names were called, Anya bounced discreetly in her seat. Yor continued to listen as Loid and Olivia sat quiet. "I wonder what class I'm going to be in." 

Olivia's eyes scanned the area, wondering if she would be able to see a certain 'pretty boy' again. "Who knows?" Loid voiced out. When the next class was called, Olivia thought of the familiar name. "Maybe the next one'll be your class, Anie."

"Damian Desmond." Olivia blinked. 'I've heard that name before, but where? He also seems rather familiar. He's really adorable.' She continued to observe while whispers about him circulated among the crowd. 'He sure is confident, walking like that.' Anya's name was finally called. "Anya Forger." Anya was sent out with encouraging smiles from Loid and Yor. 

"Go ahead." As she passed her, Olivia squeezed her cheek. "Have fun." Anya was walking quite strangely for some reason, and she had a determined expression on her face.

'That's the evil boss's kid.' When Loid heard the names of the kids of powerful business people, he appeared to be quite ecstatic and hoped that Anya would make friends with their kids. However, he was astonished when Anya showed no interest. 'Hello?!' 

Even more offended than Becky Blackbell, a possible buddy, was Loid. 

Anya's classmates were soon called, and they all departed for their tour. 'Anya, do your best. From this point forward, you're on your own.' Anya saluted her family members. 'Okey-dokey!' Loid wore an anxious expression as she walked away. "I'm so worried." Yor replied with a reassuring smile. "Sending children off into the world is never easy. I totally understand."

In anticipation of her departure, Oliva sat in a more relaxed stance. "Dad, she'll probably Be fine. Have faith." Olivia's class' transfers weren't called until a few minutes later. Besides, there were only 5 of them. "Olivia Forger." 

Oliva put her game face on. Her entire sluggish manner was immediately thrown out the window as soon as she got up; she now carried herself with poise and elegance. She removed any dust by patting her skirt down. Loid and Yor, who were in awe of her, stared at her as she flipped her hair in a casual manner. "Mother and Father. I'll meet you at home. Farewell." She waved at her parents as she descended to her spot of class transfers, not bothering with the eyes of onlookers.

'Look at all of you staring in awe, Hmp. Couldn't be me'. With her three fellow transfers, she stood. A male and 2 females. She remained silent, though she cracked a smile at the name of the final transfer. "Darius Desmond." 

She fixed him with a mischievous smile as they locked eyes. "Ara, pretty boy, we meet once more." Darius nodded while blinking. "I believe we do. I'm bewildered you got in as I knew several very highly intelligent minds who were taking the exam." Olivia put a hand on her hip as she shrugged. "Apparently, they lacked sufficient brilliance."

The boy's greenish-gold eyes mirrored amusement as he looked at her. " Apparently so." Olivia thought her father was urging her to make friends with this boy as she felt a certain male's stare into her soul.

She extended a hand to him while heaving a sigh. "Darius, I hope we get along well, but I think I'll stick with 'pretty boy.' Are you good with shaking hands, or will it make you feel so embarrassed that you lose it?" 

She grinned as his cheeks began to flush with shyness. He hurriedly cleared his throat and extended his hand to shake hers. "Likewise." Yor and Loid saw her interactions with Loid's target's second son from their seats. Yor appeared happy for Olivia, pleased with her new companion. Loid was secretly terrified that she would make a mistake and fail to acknowledge him like Anya did.

To his amazement, it appeared as though the two already knew one another. He mentally applauded as he watched them shake hands. 

'Well done, Via!' Olivia sneezed a little bit while still standing. Darius gave her a worried-looking face. "Sick?" She shook her head while using a hanky to cover her nose. "No, I think it's just daddy dearest talking 'bout me." 

As they awaited their teacher to pick them up, Darius nodded. When Olivia felt a finger on her shoulder, she snapped out of her daydream and turned to see her fellow transferee grinning warmly at her. Oliva grinned. 'Yes, this is going to be the squad right here. Hopefully they don't speak high-class, pretty boy does that a lot.'

"Hey. Olivia Forger, right? This is Milliana Cooper, Conrad Blair, and I'm Elvira Harper Nice to meet ya."

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