REMEMBER

"What's wrong with you?" A stunned Caesar asked a brooding Bidziil who suddenly stopped in his tracks on their way to the class.

"So I'm back to high school?" Bidziil muttered aggrieved, almost crying at the thought.

 Others transmigrated to wield magic, conquer the earth and heaven, ascend immortality, or become billionaire CEOs.

 However, he, the great BZ had to be thrown into the body of such. Such… Ah! To be a high school student in the school that. That Inti… 

'It'll be good for the host not to complete the word unless host wants to go mute for an hour.'

(...) Bidziil. There's really nothing good in this world. A silly system is even cautioning his speech.

'Alert. Alert. Lord System is not to be ridiculed.'

(...) Bidziil.

Wah! Tell him, who won't be infuriated and angered to death? This is simply transmigration to get bullied! Bidziil almost cried out.

"BZ. I shouldn't have been too anxious." He sulked in grievances and chided himself. Now he not only has to see that archenemy of his, he has to learn to appease Inti if he wants to return to his world.

"Are you lost?" A cold voice suddenly interfered with his thoughts which made Bidziil glare at Stark angrily.

"Lost what?" He uttered in anger.

 Stark squinted his eyes at Bidziil, "Do you remember your name and who we are?" He asked only for Bidziil to glare at him angrily.

"What do you mean?" He sulked but Stark brushed him off.

"Good! It seems you're not lost. Now let us go into the classroom." Stark says sharply.

 Bidziil directed his anger at Stark and kicked him in the knee. "Nonsense. Not only did you light up fireworks, causing me to get punished on my first day of school, but now you have to attend class like this." He fired and shook his head.

 The three arched their brows, laid back. "Like how?"

 Bidziil pointed at the three shirts in fury, "Three buttons opened. Loose tie. Headphones on. The collar is not fixed, and the sleeves roll up. Tell me, you're not going to that class like bad boys, are you?"

 Kendrick nudged Bidziil, almost making the small frame Bidziil fall. "That's how we attend school as the black students. You can see that the principal doesn't even bother about us?" Kendrick clarified and eyed Bidziil from head to toe. He suddenly grabbed Bidziil, who was completely dressed up like a polite student, by the arm.

 Kendrick stroked his chin, "Huh. You're indeed dressed up. How come you're so weird after losing your memory? The previous Bidziil I know hates buttoning up. Said it makes him feel suffocated." Kendrick said, which made Bidziil's eyes widen.

 Ah, he seems to have made another error. That Bidziil is so unreliable even his memory is unreliable!

 Bidziil pushed Kendrick away in a fluster while pretending to be calm. "Nonsense. You're talking nonsense. I'm not weird." He said sharply and quickly entered the class.

 Class S, the class Bidziil studies, contains the wealthiest among the wealthiest heirs of the top families and wealthy families in Country Riel who don't care about the rules, so most of the time, the class is always rowdy.

 Bidziil stepped into the class and almost ran back due to the noise that filled the classroom as if it were a supermarket. Compared to his normal class in his world, this was a market. 

 Taking a look at the front of the class, there was the absence of the teacher which further enabled the rowdiness in the classroom.

 However, less than a minute later, when Bidziil stepped into the classroom, the class turned silent.

 Bidziil was a little surprised by the scene. His lips curled due to smugness and excitement, his body trembling. Finally, a good point about Bidziil.

 Bidziil believed that the previous host must have been a tyrant, or what can explain the quietness that followed his arrival? He puffed his cheeks and strutted into the class with pride.

"I told you young master Bidziil doesn't care if he scored last or not during the test. He appeared." A class member suddenly said, which almost made the strutting Bidziil freeze.

"Ah. Young master Bidziil's style had changed. It can't be that he's preparing to stop chasing after young master Inti after the rejection already?" 

"You fool. Didn't you hear him clarify that his confession was a game of truth and dare?"

"Who are you kidding? How does it…"

 BANG! Before the boy who was gossiping could complete his words, Stark who had just entered the class suddenly kicked the boy's desk with an evil smile on his face making them jump in fright.

"When did it become your turn to gossip about the black students?" He asked in a domineering and cold tone coupled with his bulky body, he looked so fierce.

 All the girls in the classroom were awed by Stark's manliness while the gossipers were so scared that they almost peed on themselves. 

 Bidziil looked at his tiny hand, body, and his small pouch with disgust. A thought flashed in his mind; he needed to hit the gym and become manly or else how can he attract cute sisters.

"I'm sorry. We're sorry." The gossipers could only shiver in fear under Kendrick, Caesar, and Stark's cold glare and pressure.

 Bidziil suddenly raised his hand. He strutted toward the front of the class again, opting to solve that gay trouble the previous host caused once and for all.

 What if Bidziil wasn't able to get cute sisters' proposals because they all thought he was in love with that archenemy of his? Just thinking about it makes him disgusted.

 Bidziil cleared his throat loudly in order to get the class members' attention even though it wasn't necessary since all their eyes were on him. Bidziil isn't doing it for the attention and manliness, not at all.

"Hi everyone. As you all know I'm Bidziil. I'm gathering in front of you because I'd like to clarify a rumor or news or whatever that happened in the past..." Bidziil paused when Inti, William, and Sebastian came into the classroom.

 Bidziil's lips curled, this was the perfect time to solve his enemies in a move. He stared at Inti contemptuously before he continued.

"I lost my memories a few days ago, so I won't address the past but the present." Bidziil clarified, which left the class members mumbling.

"And I'd like to tell you that I, Bidziil, don't like that person." Completing his words, he pointed toward Inti with a disdainful look. "Not at all." He said with a pause.

"But you chased after young master Inti in the past? Even swearing to love him till eternity." A girl said with a pout which made Bidziil's lips twitch.

"I was blind and stupid. However, I won't make such a mistake in the future. From now on, I'd like to announce that I like girls with long hair, soft voices, beautiful curves, and beautiful faces." He completed and winked at a girl, making her blush.

"And from now on, I'll take my studies seriously so if it isn't for something important, don't disturb my studying," Bidziil explained and brushed a nonchalant gaze at Inti's face.

 Suddenly, Inti took steps closer toward Bidziil which made him defensive.

 "What are you doing?" Bidziil asked with furrowed brows.

 However, remembering this was his archenemy, he puffed his chest and took a step toward Inti while feigning coldness and confidence. Ahem. Feigning coldness alone.

 Inti towered over the 173 cm Bidziil with his 186 cm figure making Bidziil gulped in nervousness. Ahem. Envy.

That bastard, how dare he have such a tall figure in this world. This world is so unfair to CEO BZ, no matter how he checks.

"You said you don't like me anymore," he asked in a dark tone. Inti's lips curled slightly, a wicked expression on his face giving Bidziil the illusion that he was in front of Oswald.

To be truthful, Inti and Oswald had the same face, the same lips curl, and wicked expressions on their faces which made Bidziil flare-up.

"There's nothing to like about you." Bidziil spat out in a confident and disdainful snort.

 Inti's figure leaned forward, pressuring the poor CEO BZ's small figure.

 Bidziil frowned and quickly tiptoed to tower over Inti's figure. Unfortunately, he only reached Inti's chest level.

 Inti gave him a contemptuous look which made Bidziil's face reddened in fury. "Remember what you said. Otherwise, I'll break your leg next time." He sneered with a dark gaze which made Bidziil's heart skip a beat.

 Bidziil quickly straightened his back, chiding his heart for skipping. How can it skip? Nonsense! Everything in this world is just irritating!

 Bidziil purposely walked away and waved his hand in the air casually, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

"Good." Inti spat out and strode to his seat calmly.

 The class member gaped at the two in amazement. What is going on?