My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life. Crazy, right? Do you think I’m god? Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn. Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks. By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. Being an alien is also sucks.
Evan immediately got up from his chair as soon as the lecture was over. The day after being released from the holding cell, he decided to go to class, of course, because he wanted to feel his sense of normalcy again. However, he turned out to be very wrong. His mind couldn't concentrate. The bustling campus atmosphere also couldn't make him calm. Because of that, he walked so fast to get to the parking lot. It was better to be at home thinking about a better strategy to bring Tristan back.
Aiden, Bart, and Lena followed him. Greg, who had been with them, spread his arms in the distance, his expression showing that he was disappointed to have been abandoned.
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?" Lena, who immediately lined up Evan, asked.
"There's something I must do immediately." Evan simply answered. "After not going to class for days, I have a lot of lessons to catch up on."