"Oi, Jayden."
"Be careful, Ayako." Miyaka said, pointing towards our teach. He was glaring at all of us like we were dangerous criminals.
To be very honest, many of us hated him. Yeah, he was kind of boring and stuck up, but still. . . He is a teacher after all, right?
"Uhm, Jayden." I said, clearing my throat to get his attention.
He tilted his head questioningly.
"Do you know what ammonia is?"
"Hmmm," He put a finger on his face, thinking.
"It's a poisonous substance." I said before him.
He nodded in agreement.
"Now," I began to continue but shut up as soon as I realized that the teacher was glaring at me.
"Ayy, you girl. Stand up. What're you chit-chatting about?"
I turned red. Standing up, I shyly remarked, "Um, sir I was just asking a doubt."
"Why didn't you ask me? OK, what was it?"
"Uh, nothing sir, it's all clear now. I just wanted to confirm what ammonia is." I remarked innocently.
He seemed pretty convinced and let me sit.
I have already studied what he is teaching right now. . .
But that's no excuse for not paying attention.
I mentally argued with myself.
At a time like this. . . I should-
"Mr. Larry, got a minute?" An adult voice came from behind the door.
Mr. Larry rushed out, leaving the class without any teacher.
Well, it's the perfect time to have fun!
There's nobody to mind the class now, except the monitors-
A sudden cloud of sadness took over me as soon as I realized that I was the monitor.
Uhm. . . Oh well.
Good grief.
I stood up from my bench.
"Silence please, everybody!"
Ugh.
I'm fed up of this.
I sank down my seat again.
Chin cupped in hands, I began thinking.
What now!?
I'm annoyed. I feel so wasted.
I sighed, then gazed quickly towards Jayden. He was looking forward, and I just sat in front of him, so he saw me turning back and staring at him.
Whoops.
"Um, listen Jayden." I finally caught my breath and said, "I want to learn football from you."
He blankly stared at me, puzzled. Then he let out a laugh.
"You can't fool me with your fake laughter!" I yelled.
"Me? Okay, sure. But Joichiro's way better than me. You should probably learn from him."
"Noooo way," I winced. I knew this was a part of his plan.
"Why not? You know his personality type is INFJ as well, same as you." He said, expectantly.
"That's not it, Jay." I looked him in the eye and made a softening expression.
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"You are my friend. . ." I mumbled.
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Rivals
General FictionTwo gods of their own world, lived peacefully, until they stumbled upon a path which intertwined their fates. Kaito Ayako lived her leisure, comfortable life, which she was blessed with. "All people are nothing but mere toys to be played with. They...
