157 Plan Asher [1]

Asher felt a splitting headache for a brief moment; it was as though someone had used a hammer to bash against his head.

"Did the water get into my head?" Asher couldn't help but mutter aloud. 'W-wait.' The next moment his eyes flew open. Wasn't he inside water? How was he speaking inside water? This simply made no sense. Just then a voice sneered from the side.

"Ah, he has finally lost his mind. Did he mistake the ground for some swimming pool or what?"

"Eww, I can perceive the stink of his urine from here, so disgusting. I can't believe someone from the proud Vancouver can be this dirty."

"Someone should call the school authorities; I think we've got a madman in the academy."