The day of judgement has arrived. Well it already had for Nova Allen. Having spent fifty years in the apocalypse, twenty of them spent building a city of survivors like him, he was ready to alter the course of history. With his old knowledge and a list of people to recruit, he will no longer have to see the world be reduced to nothing.

A young man by the name Shinji Kagawa is a hard working man in Japan 2020. Although he is not struggling he does have many regrets. With memories of high school being his last regret on his mind he is hit by "Truck-kun" and sent back in time to his younger years of 16 years old in 2012. Although he is 16 he still retains the strengths, intelligence, mentality and spirit of his 24 year old self. He now has the chance to redeem himself. Change his past, to have a good present and to make a brighter future. Join in as Shinji conquers High-school through hacks...

"Lee, just now is the kid who was there right now?"
 The Max sitting in the co-pilot's face was surprised. He had been busy transforming Transformers these days. He didn't pay much attention to the news reports. Even the new nickname Spider-Man just listened to Li Si.
   "Ok!"
 Li Si's attention has now been completely concentrated on the newly brushed system prompts, and he only nodded when facing Max's inquiry.
 [Hint: You have completed a hidden achievement [Mind Mentor], you have achieved achievement points * 1, and currently have achievement points: 1]
 [Hint: Achievement points can be used to redeem items in the achievement store. The current achievement store is not open, so stay tuned!  ]
 "Is it really there? I thought I had to defeat Dr. Lizard to get an achievement point. I didn't expect to get one now."
 Looking at the system prompts, Li Si, who was still in a bad mood, was finally happy.
 He wakes up Peter Parker just to see the sentiment of his classmates, this achievement point is totally unexpected.
 "I hope that using the heroes as a spiritual sustenance will make the little spider feel better!"
 Thinking of Peter Parker's performance just now, Li Si sighed again.
 To tell the truth, he didn't have a deep feeling for Peter Parker, it was just a purposeful approach, otherwise he wouldn't sit back and watch Ben Parker die, and he who knew the plot in advance could save him completely.
 It's just that people's hearts are all flesh after all. If he didn't encounter the crazy appearance of the little spider, he might have done nothing, but since he saw it, he would still be touched.
 Of course, that's all. As for regret, he couldn't save emotions like Ben Parker.
 If he was a character who was very fond of his last life, he might still add a hand to make up for his regrets, but he really does not have a cold for this version of Ben Parker, and even owes a little favor.
 The extraordinary Spiderman version of Ben Parker did not say the classic quote of the old version before his death, but it is more horrible than the old version.
 The Virgin is nothing, although the person facing the Virgin himself does not want to be like that, but at least it does not prevent him from admiring such people.
 But this version of Ben Parker always likes to impose his ideas and will on others, and every move is a condemned rebuke. He ca n't wait for the whole world to be like his mother, and he has been able to add a bitch behind his mother.
 Speaking of Peter Parker living in such a family is also very sad reminder, if you let him live in such a wonderful family he must be crazy.
 ... Helpless dividing line ...
 Early the next morning, Li Si had to get out of bed early because the three-day vacation had arrived.
 I wandered out late last night and had a midnight snack with Max. It was more than three o'clock in the morning when I went to bed. In addition, I also drank a lot of wine, so I had to get up to school so early.  Old life.
 Fortunately, the Bumblebee has been completed, and he has also lived a petty bourgeois life in a car, at least without having to squeeze the bus or endure the scent of the black husk driver.
 "Wow, what a cool sports car, who is sitting inside?"
 "I know all the cars in the school, is it that the second generation of the rich has been transferred?"
 "So envious, damn, my parents said that I won't be able to buy a car until I graduate, and it must still be second-hand goods!"
 "What brand of car is this? Why haven't I seen it? But it looks so cool, I will buy it in the future!"
 The cool-looking sports car is undoubtedly the boy's favorite. After the Hornet entered the school, it caused a small-scale sensation among the student population of Midtown Technology High School. The expression of envy and jealousy is not to mention.
 The price of buying a car in the United States is not too high, but for teenagers, they often have to wait for high school graduation to get a low-end vehicle of their own. Some even get to university, not to mention the poor family.

 
 Is afraid of contrasting things. Most people can only look at someone who is driving a car, or a cool sports car is coming. The taste of these people can be imagined.
 "Want to buy a bumblebee? Go buy it in your dream, boy."
 It's hard to feel a bit of addiction. Li Si is also very happy to listen to the comments of the people along the way. He found a parking place to stop the bumblebee. After getting off the car, it caused a sensation.
 Maybe he did n't even know that he had already become a figure in Zhongcheng Technology High School.
 Two hits and three shows the other day. The legendary Chinese Kung Fu originally added a layer of mystery to the original Xueba aura, and the heat disappeared for three days.

 
 As a result, the high-profile sports car is now coming to school, which undoubtedly detonated the topic again.
 Recognizing him all exclaimed, and some people are already guessing whether he is the heir of a Chinese consortium.  UU reading books www.uukanshu.com
 Some are even more outrageous. They directly vowed to claim that they are disciples of the martial arts family in the legend of China. I do n't know in which comics or novels it seems. Li Si listened to his black line.
 "Well, well, continue!"
 Just got out of the car and was surrounded by a group of people. It couldn't be squeezed out any way. Simply Lis didn't go away at all, standing in the middle and letting a group of students instruct.
 Anyway, these people are saying words of praise and exclamation. No one does not like to listen to these good words, and he is naturally no exception. Since he ca n't walk away and he likes to listen to it, just listen for a while.

 
 For other ordinary high school students, he might be blushing because of everyone's strong onlookers, but he has lived for almost three lifetimes, and what kind of generous waves have been seen, his skin has already been practiced to avoid all poisons.
 Not only did he not feel ashamed, but instead he looked beautiful and nodded from time to time to express his approval and harmony, even spreading his hands from time to time to tell them to continue to speak more.
 This time it was a group of onlookers who couldn't speak anymore. After all, he was thin-skinned, and many of them showed shame in their hearts and quietly pushed out the ranks of the onlookers.
 "Eh, don't go, keep boasting for a while, I won't despise you!"
 Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, Li Si, who was still unsatisfied, even stretched out his hand and kept it.
 The rest of the people were also calmed down by this shameless strength. Even the thickest-skinned people were willing to turn around and go away. The bumblebee, which had originally been surrounded by many people, suddenly became empty.
 "Cut, follow me, you are still younger."
 Glanced at the crowd, who ran faster than the rabbit, and Li Sile walked towards the teaching building.
 While both pretending and enjoying a wave of crowd praise, and also solved a small trouble, this wave is definitely worthy.

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December 29, 2019

Uhhhh... another boring day again?? I mean not "again", since I just started writing this book today, but the boring day loop is happening all over again!!

So you're wondering why did I created this book, or should I say, my semi-journal (P.S.: my grammar is realllyyyy terrible coz I'm a Filipino citizen). To be frank, I'm a terrible writer. I didn't have a good background at writing, and I'm a lazy ass fucking procrastinator. So if you're looking for some Shakespeare-like style of writing, then that's not me. Plus, I always swear in this book, because it's the real Greg you're looking at.

I can see my writing style as a "write and post" dude. I don't settle for drafts and revision shits, because I'm a lazy ass writer!! I just want my first-hand opinions to be posted immediately, if I'm not lazy. If I forgot something to write out, then it's okay, because I can check this chapter out the other day and update it, or maybe I'll just post my thoughts to the next chapter so that I'll have my book's content properly served for my audience. 

Speaking of my audience, what should I call you? Maybe... Gregorians? Nahhh, it's taken by the Gregorian chant. How about... GREGORITAS *insert I Like It by Cardi B* (just imagine playing that music while reading that gReGorITAs). So yeah, wazzup Gregoritas!! (Yey)

Going back to the really main question, why did I came up with this book? Well, I see this book as my rant book. My life is fucked up. I have no friends and even my family doesn't support my passion, which is being a Twitch streamer and a YouTuber. I'm proficient at playing League of Legends, but my boomer mom always warns me not to play that game due to my terrible eyesight. She always says that playing video games only give me sickness, and I won't profit from it. As a typical Asian boy, I minimized my playing time and still obeyed my parents, because I still love them, even though I get salty for a mean time.

It's hard having strict Asian parents like mine. They expect you to have a very high grade and good performance in school, but at the same time, they don't want you to review very late. Like why the fuck would they refrain me from reviewing at 3 A.M if they want me to have 99 100 98 on the report card. It's just ironic to me. 

I always tell my parents, specifically my mom that I'm not the Young Greg that can have instant 99 on the card, because high school is a tough life. After graduating in a conservative Christian school back in my junior high school, they put me in a science high school, though it's my 1/2 decision coz it's for my future also.

My first impression in my science school was "Dammmmnnnn, I think I can handle this shit coz I got raining 99s and 98s on my Grade 10 report card." But now, being a Grade 12 student, chilling from my "unproductive vacation", my impression was like "Fuck this shit, man. I'm out. I just wanna graduate with my OG friends (shout-out if you're reading this, you're awesome)." 

Being in a science school is tiring, man. If today was an ordinary school day, I can't write these damn 500 words in just one sitting. I'll be having random Messenger pop-ups like, "Greg, how's the research doing", "Greg, can you please edit this shit", and so on. I have endless workload in my school and I can't escape from it. Currently, I have a research running up ahead and my missed physics lessons, but since my classmates and teachers are on vacation mode, then fuck it, I'm just gonna do my passion right now, which is writing this book.

Yes, that's right, I love writing, but I lack skills in writing thrilling and adventurous writing, so I wrote my life. I also lack the sense of humor, so I wrote this life, since my life is a big joke (you should be laughing right now, coz this is fucking literal).

I think this is enough for my Day 1 of my rants and stories, because I want to divide my content properly so that I can have another content the next day. Since this is daily, I also keep track on my number of words to determine if I went too much or too little. In every chapter, I keep the number of words lowkey on 500 to 1000 words, depending on my time allotted to my writing, but since it's my vacation and this is a prologue chapter, then fuck this shit let's go 1000 words!! Nah, just kidding, I'm becoming lazy again.

Speaking of "just kidding", sometimes this phrase boggles up my brain cells as a Filipino philosopher.

How can you say "just kidding" as an adult? You can't just say "kidding" if it's not appropriate for your proper age. Why not say "just adulting"? That way, the relationship between you and the word is correct, but if you're an adult who acts like a kid, well you can say "just kidding". Nah, just joking.

Okay, my battery right now is just 2%, and I am typing this sentence near my charging station. I just want to finish this chapter, but as a prologue and an attraction to my future Gregoritas, I'll make it a thousand words for you, hehe. 

Shit! I didn't realize it was 1 A.M of December 30, a Rizal Day in the Philippines. Damn, I miss this late night typing in my phone. The last time I was doing this "late night typing" is when I am talking to my crush, which then on the latter part she rejected me, then after a few months she apologized to me saying, "Greg, I think I'm starting to like you". At that fucking moment, my love for her was gone; I moved on. I realized that I was only infatuated to her. Nevermind, it's a long story, and I reached more than 1000 words *insert yehey sound effects*. 

Maybe tomorrow, I will tell the whole story, since I moved on from that cringy past of me. Past is past. I don't want to fall into traps anymore. I learned a lot this 2019, so 2020, bring it on. Give me your best shot, 2020!

The daily adventures of Greg, a lazy procrastinator who is battling against his anxiety and depression.

Even if she had the money to pick it up in the bookstore, she might not be able to choose a book that suited her so well.
When Qiao Nan reached home, Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi were already around. Qiao Nan put away her school bag. She saw that Ding Jiayi had a look of excitement on her face, both eyes were as bright as the daylight - did she pick up some money from the streets?
"Zijin is so capable. A prominent school lives up to its name. The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China is excellent. I feel that I have made the best decision in my life by admitting her into the school."
"It's not bad. Have you gotten someone to bring the money over to Zijin?" Qiao Dongliang was all smiles too, with a expression full of glory."Zijin is not at home, today, you should prepare a good meal too, we can celebrate." 
The elder daughter was so capable, Qiao Dongliang was really pleased.
"Fine!" Ding Jiayi agreed without any hesitation."Good food today all thanks to Zijin."
While saying that, Ding Jiayi shifted her glance to Qiao Nan, if not for the sake of celebrating for Zijin, she also did not wish to prepare a good meal when Zijin was away and benefit the wretched girl. 
"Nan Nan is back." Qiao Dongliang, who was in a good mood, saw everything positively. "Nan Nan, Zijin got a place to participate in the provincial city essay writing competition. Your sister has really improved." 
"Provincial city essay writing competition?" Having heard this, Qiao Nan raised her eyebrows. Such a coincidence?
But, with Qiao Zijin's essay, was she qualified to join the competition?
"Yes, Nan Nan, when you study in the senior high school, like Zijin, you will also have the opportunity to participate in the Provincial city essay writing competition." At the thought that the younger daughter's grades were better, Qiao Dongliang believed that she would certainly have the chance to do so in future.
"Old Qiao, you don't need to give Qiao Nan so much pressure, can any Tom, Dick and Harry take part in the provincial city composition competition? Zijin asked someone to passed the message that the whole school only sent 10 people. One out of 10, there are so many students in the school, and all these are good students. Zijin has done us proud!" Ding Jiayi became more excited as she continued. "You used to control Zijin. Zijin told me that, putting the storyline aside, the writing in the novels that she read previously is good. Reading more will help greatly in essay writing. You see, Zijin did not waste money or read the books without giving any thoughts. She had a reason for reading those books."
While drinking her water, Qiao Nan casually asked, "Dad, when is Sister going to the competition?" 
"Your sister will not be back next week, she has to stay in the school for training because the essay writing competition is on the weekend of the week after next."
"Oh, same for me too."
"Same?" Qiao Dongliang blinked his eyes. "Nan Nan, you are also joining the competition?"
"Yes."
"What yes, Zijin is participating in the provincial city essay competition, how can it be the same?" Ding Jiayi casted an unhappy look at Qiao Nan.
"I am also joining the competition, and at the same timing as Sister, that's why I said it's a coincidence."
Qiao Nan's words should be good news for the family, but at that moment, the smiles on the faces of Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi were frozen for a while.
Qiao Dongliang was happy, but at this moment he had further thoughts.
Qiao Zijin was able to participate in the competition and would not be coming home next week. She specially asked someone to sent a message to request money from the Qiao couple to buy an essay writing book to read.
When the child has progressed in her learning, performed well, and wanted to buy a decent and proper essay writing book, there was no reason for the parent to reject this request.
So, Qiao Dongliang and Ding Jiayi had come up with 10 yuan and asked the messenger to pass it to Qiao Zijin.
There comes the problem. Both daughters would be joining the competition. He had given the elder daughter 10 yuan to purchase learning materials, it would be unfair not to give the same to his younger daughter? 
Qiao Dongliang, who always like to advocate "Fairness, Justice, and Transparency", was hesitating as he thought about the amount of money in his pocket.
There was famine in the family, and without savings, Qiao Dongliang did not feel assured and had been finding ways to save up a little here and there.
The 10 yuan earlier was already an extra expense. If he had to give away another 10 yuan, that would be really hard.
If he did not give, Qiao Dongliang felt bad about being biased, but if he give, that would be too much expenditure. Qiao Dongliang was feeling the pinch.
Ding Jiayi quickly pulled Qiao Dongliang. Qiao Nan was not at home, and was not aware that they had given 10 yuan to Qiao Zijin. "That's a good thing, I am going to prepare dinner, you may return to your room quickly to read your books."
For the first time, Ding Jiayi was so willing to watch Qiao Nan go to her room without helping in any household chores and read her own books.
"Yes." Qiao Nan replied with a word and went to her room, while carrying her schoolbag.
Before the couple could breathe a sigh of relief, at the moment where Qiao Nan opened the door of her room, she turned her head and asked. "Sister will be joining the competition, did you all give her money to buy the learning materials?"
Ding Jiayi's smiling face turned stiff at that instant.
Qiao Dongliang was full of embarrassment. He already said, he could not let his child suffer no matter how poor he was or how hard he had to work. Qiao Dongliang bit his tongue and reached into the pocket of his trousers. "Yes, I just asked someone to bring 10 yuan for your sister. Qiao Nan, come, take this 10 yuan. If you need any learning materials, go and buy. It is rare to have this opportunity, we have to cherish this." 
Ding Jiayi wanted to open her mouth to shout when she heard that they were also giving 10 yuan to Qiao Nan.
Qiao Dongliang glared at Ding Jiayi. "If you are not willing to, sure, I will make a trip to Zijin's school later and retrieve that 10 yuan?" 
"Is it the same, Zijin is in senior high school and the materials are expensive. 10 yuan is fine. But she is only in junior high school, and joining different competitions, not together. Can't you just give her a few yuan?" Ding Jiayi was making a lot of noise.
"Why don't you just give one or two cents?" Qiao Dongliang rolled her eyes at Ding Jiayi. "Equal treatment, if Zijin gets 10 yuan, of course Qiao Nan should also get 10 yuan. This matter is decided. Nan Nan, take the money!"
Looking at the 10 yuan that was forced into her hands, Qiao Nan initially felt bad but she felt more at ease now.
At least her father tried his best to be fair to both Qiao Zijin and her.
"Dad, I don't need it. Sister bought so many essay writing books. If I really need it, I will read hers. But next week when we are at the competition outside, 10 yuan is not necessary, but you still need to give me two yuan. I can't possibly let the teachers treat me to the meals." After returning Qiao Dongliang 10 yuan, Qiao Nan separately asked for the money.
Qiao Nan's words made Qiao Dongliang felt quite bad. The elder daughter had so many revision materials. In his impression, the younger daughter had never bought any.
Fairness, the family had never been fair.
But he had no choice. Zijin would be taking in a son-in-law in future. The child of Zijin would bear the surname of Qiao. If he could treat Nan Nan better, he would try his best to do so. "Fine, here's three yuan. Keep it." 


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

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The older man walked with a slow, strange gait as they entered the Golden Crown Inn and bid good morning to the innkeeper and his wife; who were setting up the chairs and tables while their daughters cooked and cleaned-up in the kitchen. 

"Good morning! I heard you leaving - early as usual. Oh, breakfast is already placed upstairs in the audience room." Sebastian gave the innkeeper a thin smile; wincing in pain as he moved; and thanked him for his services. He then walked up the stairs (slowly) to the 2nd floor where he and his companions were housed.

Then he stopped at the top of the stairs, puffed - nursing his sore ribs in pain and resisting the urge to vomit blood from internal injuries. He felt dizzy; and nearly collapsed; but steeled himself and regained his composure.

The pair then headed straight for the audience room; where the rest were seated - along with Mayor Gabriel and a short blonde-haired gentleman who looked to be in his mid to late 20s. Accompanying the blonde gentleman was an older knight, who apart from being Caucasian and decked out in plate armour, looked quite similar to Sebastian.

"Sebastian!", "Sebastian." Both Caitlyn and Principal Snow greeted him as he entered; then smiled and nodded at his tall little disciple who followed behind him.

"Please, have a seat." Mayor Gabriel stood and invited him to take a seat at the conference table setup in the middle of the audience room; a room meant for distinguished guests to host minor functions while lodging at the inn.

As Sebastian pulled out a chair to sit; Sam grabbed a plate and began to pile her plate with food.

Once he saw Sebastian seated, the Mayor spoke; "It is my pleasure to host Sir Jacques Milieu; paladin and knight of the Holy Shrine of France; along with his guardian, semi-divine Paladin Roland."

Sebastian's eyes flickered momentarily at the hero's name; which coincided with that of Principal Snow's only son.

The young man mentioned exuded an aura of confidence and dignity often inherent to high-born elites. He stood and gave the slightest nod of his head to Sebastian; ignoring Sam. From his bearing and depth of bow - and also the fact that he had a semi-divine protector - Sebastian guessed him as a scion from a noble family. His aura was unchecked - high leveled for his young age - perhaps level 18 or 19. And very proud.

"My apologies to gather you so early; and thank you, Principal, for making your way over at such short notice. Sir Jacques has an urgent missive for us from the capitol." Mayor Gabriel gestured to the young paladin to continue.

Jacques spoke; maintaining his air of indifference; "Her Royal Majesty, Queen Elisabeth, formally summons all those who were involved in the case of the planar portal. Her Royal Majesty desires to hear a personal recounting of what has occurred; to shed light on the source and perpetrator of the demon atrocity. This is in preparation for the upcoming Demon Subjugation Summit, to be held on the 31st of August."

Pausing, he looked around the room then continued: "The individuals summoned are: Her Royal Highness Princess Romilda, Her Excellency Lin Peng--" He looked at Caitlyn; "--His Excellency Shiba Tian and Principal Reynaldis Snow. These esteemed guests will also be extended invitations to participate in the Summit."

He allowed a moment for his words to sink in; then spoke in closing; "Her Royal Majesty's behest is for the esteemed group of guests to present themselves by the 22nd of August."

This drew immediate frowns from all present. The distance to Paris was roughly ~1,200km; which if the group covered around 300-400km a day, would take 4 full days of travel. This was still doable by the 22nd of August - provided that the group started their journey immediately at the beck and call of a foreign monarch!

Only Sam showed no reaction - she stuffed her mouth with food; quickly finishing half of the food; leaving only 3 people's share for the other 7.

"Ahem. Her Royal Majesty also imparted me with some last words. She said, to invite her guests to come willingly..." He gestured with his hand, at which point his guardian paladin unsheathed his sword.

"...Or in chains." A suffocating aura filled the room, easily suppressing the group who were still hampered by their niggling internal injuries.

The semi-divine paladin withdrew his aura after 2 seconds; as he realised that his point had been made. The blonde youth's gaze flitted to Roland's figure; appearing displeased that the paladin had taken independent action without waiting for his instructions.

He coughed once more, dispelling his displeasure and restoring a smarmy smile to his face.

"We leave in an hour."

The arrogant young master left; his apologetic guardian bowing to them; then following closely behind.

* * * * *

The group packed quickly, in the first place, they had been traveling light.

Especially because Caitlyn had made her journey empty handed and on her own; while Romilda and Sebastian had no baggage - all was left behind with their (now assumed deceased) contingent of 20 escort guards - unfortunately, the Principal's last-minute Mass Teleport had not included them in the area of effect.

As such, it was only Principal Snow who needed to make arrangements before leaving again - not much either - the school was closed as there were almost no students left; a stark reminder of the recent tragedy.

He went over to his admin assistant's house. Or at least that's what her job title was - in truth, he often felt like he was the assistant while she was the boss...

Gingerly, the short man knocked on her door.

Thud, thud, thud.

He waited.

No answer.

"Erm... 

He raised his hand to knock again - then thought against it and lowered his hand.

He patted all around his robes and found a piece of paper; then scrounged around for a pen - but couldn't find one.

So he settled for using a sharp piece of ice to scratch a message onto the piece of paper - "Hv 2 go, b bk in 1 mth".

He slipped it under her door and zipped away; as if fearful of the female dragon who lived within.

Once he got a distance away; he slowed his pace and began to whistle a jolly jingle as he walked back to the Golden Crown Inn.

It was time to leave.

Inside the house he had just walked away from, his glasses wearing assistant walked out of her room to the door and picked up the note. After reading it, she drew a deep breath, then scrunched it up in frustration.

"Scoundrel! Rascal! Always leaving me behind to do all your dirty work! When you get back, I'll... I'll..." Her face twisted in anger.

Then she sighed; her face turning cold, distant... Lonely.

"Idiot... Why do you never bring me together everytime you leave...? After all these years, don't you know how I feel about you...? How I'll always be fighting by your side...?"

Systems? Transmigrators? Gods?
No problem! All will crumble under my fists!
Smashing dragons, devils and heros into meat patties!
Still, she has a dream - "When will I have a boyfriend...?"

"If the wretched heavens are against me..."
"...Then I shall BREAK the heavens!"

Sam is an orphan with a dream: a simple life and happy family. Nearly talent-less (and ahem, a little slow witted...), she has only her two (overpowered) fists to rely on in a world that seems determined to make her forever-alone.

Follow her story as she falls in love and learns what it means to experience loss;
Shares thick and thin with the most unexpected companions;
Faces betrayal by the ones she thought were the closest;
And learns to open her heart again to trust.

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...but major slow down as I am focusing on Desolate Mage.

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Jason went to sleep thinking about Tyreek's refusal to be on the show 'Why would he say no to being on the show? He would get paid and get great exposure. I just don't understand.'

Jason woke up and brushed his teeth. As he was getting dressed he was still thinking about Tyreek. He sent him a text before getting ready for school.

As Jason was eating breakfast he felt his phone vibrate. He pulled it out to check and saw that he had gotten a text from Giorgio saying that the crew was there.

Jason told his parents before going out to let the filming crew into the apartment. Although calling them a crew is a little generous. There were only two people. One camera guy and an interviewer.

The guy holding the camera had a tan and was on the heavier side. He had long brown hair tied into a ponytail and he was dressed in a red t-shirt and cargo shorts.

The interviewer was fairly good looking. he had smooth brown skin and his short black hair was neatly styled. 

He was dressed in a white long sleeve shirt that had the sleeves folded around the elbows and a nice pair of jeans.

The interviewer smiled as he walked into the apartment and saw Jason's parents "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Yang. 

I'm Javier and this is Greg. I'll be in charge of interviewing and asking questions during our shoots as well as acting as a liaison for Giorgio. 

If you or Jason ever need anything just go ahead and contact me. It doesn't matter what time it is please feel free to call or text me. 

Greg will be in charge of recording and handling the material that we get. If we happen to catch something that you would rather not be shared just let us know. 

But part of the appeal of our show is showing the real and gritty parts of our athlete's lives as well as their athletics so please keep that in mind. "

Javier turned to Jason and then to his parents "So are we ready to do a quick interview? Just a short one with the whole family."

Jason and his parents agreed. Javier and Greg moved around some of the furniture so that they could film the interview in the living room.

Javier asked some generic questions to Jason and his parents. He would sometimes throw in a more interesting question to mix things up.

The interview lasted about ten minutes. After the interview Javier and Greg moved the furniture back to the way it was before. 

Javier talked with Jason before he left for school and they agreed to record his practice today after school.

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Jason was sitting in English class but he seemed to be daydreaming. He was pulled back to reality when he felt something bump into his arm. He looked down and saw a small paper ball.

He unfolded the ball and saw that there was a small note written inside 'What's up? You look like you have something on your mind.'

Jason turned to Samantha who quickly turned her head away. Jason smiled before ripping a small piece of paper from his notebook and writing his own note.

'I'm good. Thanks for asking Sammy. How about you?' Jason crumpled up the note into a small paper ball and rolled it to Samantha.

Jason pretended to look away but he was watching Samantha in the corner of his eye. Samantha quickly grabbed the paper and read it.

After she read the note she smiled before ripping out another small piece of paper from her notebook. 

She started writing a note but then she erased everything and started writing again. She did this three more times before she just crumpled the paper and threw it away.

Jason chuckled as he watched Samantha. She turned to Jason and leaned in to whisper "I'm doing good but I'm gonna be so bored today after school. All of my other friends have plans and none of them include me."

Jason looked at Samantha before whispering back "Dang that's gonna suck. Hopefully you find something to do."

Samantha lightly kicked him under the table "You're such a dick. This is the part where you're supposed to go 'I'm sorry to hear that Sammy. How about you hang out with me so you don't get bored.'

Not just ditch me and wish me luck. What kind of friend are you? Don't you care about my impending boredom?"

Jason rolled his eyes "Impending boredom? Doesn't exactly sound all that dire if you ask me. Maybe you can take this chance to study or read."

Samantha stuck her tongue out at Jason before pouting "You are such a meanie. If you were the one asking me I would totally be down to hang out. You're probably busy with practice again huh?"

Jason laughed "Of course you would be down to hang out. You're always down to hang. I do have practice today but I need to take care of something first."

Samantha's curiosity was tingling 'What could be so important to make this basketball freak prioritize it over practice?'

Samantha smiled as a lock of her curly red hair fell to her face "And what's so important that it's got our Mr. Basketball so worked up?"

Jason was about to answer but he stopped as he saw Ms. Yuller turn to the class for a moment. After she turned back towards the whiteboard he started talking.

"It's nothing crazy. I just need to go to Newberry High School really quick to talk to a friend about something."

Samantha's eyes widened in excitement. She grabbed the sleeve of Jason's hoodie and started shaking his arm "Can I go!? Can I go!? Can I go!? Please let me go!"

Jason was startled but Samantha's outburst. He looked to Ms. Yuller and thankfully she hadn't noticed yet.

Jason moved closer to Samantha and started shushing her "Hey! Shut up! You're gonna get us in trouble with Ms. Yuller!"

Samantha either couldn't hear him over the sound of her own noise or she was ignoring him because she continued to do what she was doing.

Jason couldn't take it anymore as he caved in "Alright you can go! Just please shut up." Samantha immediately became quiet.

Jason couldn't help but facepalm. He checked on Ms. Yuller again and saw that she was continuing class as usual. 

He sighed in relief. Samantha laughed as she saw Jason's relieved expression. She leaned in again to whisper "Thanks. It's going to be fun. You'll see."

The day passed by quickly and uneventfully. By the time the last bell rang to signal the end of school all Jason could think about was what he was going to say to Tyreek.

Kyle walked up to Jason "Hey Jason. You ready for practice today? You went at it pretty hard yesterday. I hope you're okay."

Jason looked up at Kyle "Yeah I'm doing good. A good night's rest is all I needed. I have something I need to do real quick before practice. Tell Coach that I'm going to be late but I'll definitely be there."

Jason had used the Recovery Boost function last night and it worked great. When Jason woke up this morning he felt refreshed and energized. He didn't feel any lingering soreness from yesterday.

Jason patted Kyle on the back before heading to the front of the school. Jason texted Javier and told him that he was going to be late to practice. Javier texted back saying that it was no problem.

As Jason was walking he felt someone bump into him from behind. He turned around and saw Samantha's grinning face.

She slapped him on the back "You weren't thinking of sneaking off without me were you?" Jason guiltily chuckled "Hehe of course not. I would never."

Samantha looked at Jason suspiciously for a second before pulling out her phone "Whatever. So should I call victor to give us a ride?"

Jason rushed to stop Samantha "No! I mean there's no need for that. We can just take the bus. Newberry high school isn't that far."

Jason didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. Newberry high school was in the rougher part of Riverside. So showing up in a limousine probably wasn't the best idea.

Samantha blushed 'He's holding my hand.' She then put away her phone "Okay. This is a great chance to test out my bus pass. I've never used it before."

The two of them walked for a few minutes until they reached a bus stop. After a little bit of waiting the bus arrived and the two of them got on.

Samantha was amazed as she watched the scenery change outside her window. She was surprised by how much of a difference ten minutes makes.

She saw things that she had never seen in real life before. She saw stores with graffiti all over the side, cars on cinderblocks missing their tires, and a homeless man relieving himself in public.

Samantha embarrassedly looked away as soon as she saw the last one. Jason laughed at her reaction "Never been to this part of Riverside huh?"

Samantha shook her head "Even when I lived with my mom we were fairly well off. I've never seen the world like this except for on TV."

Jason responded "Well this is what real life is like for some people. Some of the kids at our school are used to seeing stuff like this. 

They just got lucky with how the zoning works for the school districts that ended up letting them go to Jefferson. Trell will probably go to Newberry after he passes Middle school. That is unless somethings change." 

After a few more minutes Jason tapped Samantha on the shoulder as he looked out the window "Looks like we're here. Newberry High School."

“I'll just force them to recognize and respect the blood and sweat that I'm dripping on the hardwood. Because I don't hold anything back. I leave everything out on the court." -Jason Yang.


Ever since one fateful moment Jason had been hooked to basketball. The phrase “Ball is life” couldn’t be anymore true for Jason. He wasn’t born with any god given talent nor did he posses the body of a natural born athlete. The only thing Jason could rely on was his unbreakable will. But after ten years of not being able to make the jump to the professional level doubts begin to crawl into Jason’s mind for the first time. Just as he was at a turning point in his life Jason dies only to find that he has woken up twenty years in the past. Can he utilize his years of experience and the skills he developed as a collegiate player to make it to the professional level in this second chance at life?

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Updates: I try for one chapter a day but sometimes life happens.

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Daylight came rather suddenly for Stephen, and he was thankful not to have another nightmare during his sleep. A quick glance at his clock told him that it was already mid morning. Usually on Sundays, he didn't work until 2 pm, so he would have some free time before heading back to Price Chopper. Although, despite the hours, he wasn't looking forward to tonight's shift. As was usual for Sundays, Ram Doyle would most likely be coming into the store tonight.

Groaning at the mere thought of his name, Stephen kicked a rogue sock halfway across the room. Ever since high school, Ram Doyle had been one of the biggest bullies in his class. Ram was around the same height as Stephen, but perhaps only around 180 lbs, yet he was pure muscle. He was one of the hockey jocks of their school, and being a star forward, had led the team to state championships during their senior year. 

For all of this, Ram had everything a young man could possibly want: popularity, fame, friends, and girls. He received breaks on his grades, since no one could have their star forward not able to play because he was failing English. He frequently got to skip class early, under the guise of "practice" for the next big game. Not to mention, most of the girls in high school would have done just about anything to be seen with Ram. He always had his pick of women, and was almost never single for any length of time. 

Sadly, all this popularity went to his head. While a pretty normal guy during middle school and in the early stages of high school, once he became the star of the team, and of the high school, his ego swelled to enormous levels. Ram started to enjoy teasing his fellow classmates and friends, and then started to become cruel to some of the more outcast type of kids, which of course, included Stephen.

He cringed remembering some of the pranks that were played on him during senior year. One time, he padlocked Stephen's locker, preventing him from being able to turn in Physics homework, nearly falling the course. Another time, when Stephen was chatting with Stephanie Carroll in the parking lot, Ram drove by and called him a fag and a loser right in front of her. He shut his eyes, cringing at the memory of being embarrassed in front of a pretty girl like Stephanie. His confidence was so shot, he couldn't even bear the thought of asking her out like he had intended.

It was only last week when Ram showed up at Price Chopper, he sent a shopping cart flying through the parking lot into Stephen's parked car, leaving a large dent and chipping the paint. To say the least, Stephen tried to avoid Ram Doyle like the plague. 

Trying to shake the thoughts of Ram out of his head, he spent the next few hours before work shut in his room, writing up his latest chapter to the story he had been working on for the last few weeks. Writing was calming for him, and a way for him to escape the problems of this world. His latest work, a fantasy story that he had planned out for at least five books, was nearing completion of book one. It was a hope that one day he'd be able to publish his works, and perhaps become a well-known author. The idea never ceased to bring a smile to his face.

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"The first rule is that I am always and forever bound to the one who opened my portal. I can only grant wishes to him, and him alone." The genie leaned in really subtlety, and whispered, "That means you, silly," before giggling again. 

"The second rule, is that I can only grant wishes that pertain to areas of love, sex, companionship, towards making you a better mate, or to protect our anonymity."

"Number three, and this is a very important one, Master. I can not grant any wishes that would harm, maim, or kill anyone, destroy anything, or bring anyone back to life. "

"For rule number four, I am bound to you for as long as you wish it so. The only way, and I mean the only way, I can no longer be bound to you is for you to wish for my freedom."

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Chapter 7. Literature club (1)

'Yawn'

"Are you okay?"

Kei asked with concern as he saw Ren yawning the fifth time today. 

"I am okay, just a bit sleepy."

Ren said that but Kei didn't believe him seeing his droopy eyes. Ren seems like someone who hasn't slept for a week. 

His eyes has dark circles under them and he was barely able to open his eyes. 

"Did you not sleep the whole night?"

"No, I did sleep although it was for only two hours."

"What was you even doing the whole night."

"I, I was playing games."

Ren said as he made a excuse. He didn't wanted to tell Kei that he was writing the whole night.

He had decided to keep it a secret until he at least got a publisher. He has just started writing a novel. It will be too early to tell anyone.

"You are playing games the whole night?"

"Yeah, I found a interesting one."

"Amano, Kenzaki, what are you two whispering about!! Get out of the classroom if you want to talk!!"

As they were whispering among themselves, the teacher saw it and scolded them. They were in the middle of a class and the teacher was angry when he saw them whispering during class.

"Ah, sorry!!"

They both quickly apologised and lowered their head.

"Let's talk later."

"Yeah."

After being reprimanded by the teacher, they didn't talk again but Ren was feeling sleepy again.

'I should buy a coffee later.'

* * *

After class, Ren went to the vending machine to buy some coffee. He felt like he would fell asleep anytime if he don't have some coffee.

He didn't have good sleep for many days. For the last few days, he was working hard to write his novel.

He had spent all the nights writing and he has now completed almost half of the novel. 

'I only have 500 Yen left.'

After buying the coffee, Ren noticed that he only had 500 Yen left in his pocket.

Ren sighed as he looked at the money in his hand. Due to buying books, he had spent almost all of his pocket money and now, he only had a meagre amount left.

He first thought of doing a part time job but he didn't have any time for a part time job.

After school, he spent almost all his time to write his novel. It was tiring but he was never bored writing his novel.

His parents also wouldn't agree with a part time job. He was in his third year of high school. How can they agree to a part time job when the university exams are next year.

As he was thinking about that, Ren reached the rooftop.

He was thinking of drinking his coffee on the rooftop to refresh his mind.

Even in his previous life, he would often drink his coffee on the office's rooftop. He don't know why but he will feel refreshed when he did that.

As he came close to the terrace, he noticed that there was someone else there.

It was someone Ren hadn't meet for a week.

Ren even thought of turning back after seeing him but before he could do that, the man turned back and noticed Ren.

"I didn't thought I will see you here, Amano-kun."

"I also didn't thought you would be here, Nakai sensei and you even are smoking."

Ren said as he glanced around the cigarette in Nakai sensei hand. 

"Do they allow smoking in the school?"

Ren asked Nakai sensei but he simply smoked his cigarette and said.

"No, it isn't allowed."

Ren also thought so. Smoking and drinking were prohibited in the school especially for teachers.

"So, why are you smoking? Don't you be in trouble if you are caught."

"Well, I will be in trouble but you know teaching students is really a stressful job. I couldn't continue it if I don't smoke out my stress. I would have resigned from this job if it wasn't for my livelihood."

When Nakai sensei said that, Ren had a weird expression. 

First of all, no teacher would say that kind of thing to a student and Nakai sensei was even making a face like he was in some sort of agony.

Ren felt that Nakai sensei was getting even weirder. At first, he told Ren to write a novel and then, he told him how stressful the teaching job was. He was even caught smoking by Ren.

'He really is a weird teacher!'

The more Ren saw him, the more weird he felt. Ren felt that he was rather unique.

"Are you here to drink that coffee?"

Nakai sensei asked Ren as he glanced at the coffee cup in his hand and Ren just nodded in answer.

"You are rather mature for your age."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, most of the high school students can't drink a coffee."

"Really."

After that, there was a awkward atmosphere. No one said anything.

Nakai sensei simply smoked his cigarette while glancing at the sky while Ren started drinking his coffee while leaning on the terrace.

'There sure are lots of couple there.'

The rooftop gave a clear view of the school, so Ren was able to see many couples out there eating lunch together.

Some were holding hands while some were feeding each other. It was a sweet but cringe view. As someone without a girlfriend, Ren can only curse his luck of being single. 

'It's been at least 20 years since I had last dated.'

In his previous life, Ren had only dated when he was famous. At that time, the campus queen in his university has confessed to him and he had gladly accepted her confession.

He would have been a fool if he had rejected. They dated for a year and it was a good time but they later broke up when Ren's novel failed.

He also dated a few girls after that but his continuous failures led him to depression and he didn't date anyone after that.

As he was thinking about his dry love life, he heard Nakai sensei voice.

"Do you like reading novels?"

"Huh?"

It was a strange question again but Ren still answered.

"Yeah, I like reading novels."

Ren answered honestly. There was no reason to lie about it. 

"What kind of authors did you like?"

"Ah!!"

It was again a strange question. Although it was strange, Ren still answered as it would be rude to reject a teacher.

"Hase Kou, Nagami Yuu and Jane Wright."

Those three were the authors of the book Ren had read after coming to this world. He had quite liked their books and had bought their other books but his money had depleted before he could buy all of their books.

"I thought you will like them. Your writing shows that."

"My writing shows that?"

"Yeah, someone's writing will ultimately show a side of their favourite authors. Your writing definitely show the quality of those authors."

"You noticed that after reading my essay?"

"Yeah, although your essay was short, it sure had sides of the authors you like."

"You noticed that…...."

'Ring!'

Before Ren could continue the conversation, the bell rang and interrupted their conversation again.

"It looks like the bell will never let us continue our conversation."

"You think so. Well, I will go to my class now."

As Ren exited the rooftop, Nakai sensei was still smoking his cigarette.

While smoking he quietly muttered to himself.

"Crap! I forgot to tell him not to tell anyone about me smoking. He will not tell anyone right?"

Fame, wealth, prestige, genius, destruction, despair, loss and failure.

Those are the eight words which describes Ren's life completely.

He was hailed as a genius but his arrogance led him to despair. From a genius, he became a failure.

He was just struggling with his life when fate gave him a second chance.

Now, what will he do after he found himself waking up in another world.

<Thank You>
 
Well first I thank all of you who read After School Tuition Centre, I know I know everyone thank their readers. Well if you wrote a novel and no one read, vote for it, or add it into their collection will you still want to write?
 
If yes then you are a God, bye bye you can go now. If no then…thank everyone who has supported you all this time.
 
I also want to thank my friends who unknowingly became my lab rats, for quite some time I let them react to the first few ASTC.
 
Well I did not let them know I was writing a novel at the busiest year of our lives, instead I told them stories about the chapters and ask them is it funny?
 
Thank guys…
 
<Inspiration>
 
When I first started ASTC, I read a manga called Grand Blue. It was one of the reasons why I wanted to write ASTC, other than that there was also a song called Gag by Hoshino Gen.
 
Without Gag ASTC first few moments will never occur in my mind and the web novel might never be written.
 
Then there was Giddens, his During Class Don't series is why my writing style turned like this. Yes, he taught me this hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
 
But the biggest inspiration of them all is actually my friends that I go to tuition with.
 
<Background>
 
Since I was young I was considered one of the rare Asians who don't need to go to tuition the moment you could start speaking (my sister not so lucky). It was until I was form 4, the same time where ASTC started that I went to tuition for the first time in my life and that tuition centre I went to became After School Tuition Centre. (From now on I will be referring to the tuition centre I went to as After School Tuition Centre.)
 
But that isn't the first time I went to After School Tuition Centre, when I was a kid I followed my sister to send her of for her first day at After School Tuition Centre. Little did I know years later I would come back there and write a novel about my days there.
 
Not everything is perfect, during my first year I hated it there. I did not attended the tuition centre on day one, instead I went there around august which is really really late. Everyone already know each other and I turned into the lonely kid, and dumb me decided to forget to bring my calculator to class. (You ever tried to do physics without a calculator? Don't). And then yours truly place his add maths classes after his physics classes.
 
By that point I already felt like shit and just wanted to get this over with, I just sat down and starred at the teacher. (Really nice guy by the way.) And then a friend of mine that I have known since primary school walked in, I do not know that he was attending tuition there. If I did not decided to place all my classes in one day because I was lazy, ASTC would not exist because he then told me that there are others attending tuition on another day, Monday and Friday was the only day that no one from my will be there. I unknowingly picked the short end of the stick. (I blame add maths for this, two classes per week and both of them are during Thursday and Friday.)
 
So I stayed for the rest of the year and things turned from bad to okay, but it was the second year I was there that changed everything.
 
Five guys from the same school, one table and one crazy teacher. So one day I thought to myself, since I don't feel like writing The Damn Hunter might as well write a new novel. (Totally forgot there was a girl, but our tuition centre did not allow girls and boys to sit together unless if it is a punishment. Plus she always sat behind us and I don't grow eyes on my back.)
 
You all know about the sudden hiatus of ASTC right? If you don't during July ASTC stopped updating and there were two reasons for that. The first is a burnout from me and the second is one of the guys left, he changed his class to another day so he could see a girl he likes. (The girl did not know about him…but I respected that and sometimes he showed up with us occasionally)
 
And that is how ASTC was born. No one knows about this novel, and their personalities and names are changed. A good portion of the events are true and was used as an idea for ASTC chapter.
 
I also used another version of ASTC pilot for my SPM essay, all I can say is the person who marked my paper is a true man of culture. (Including the person who marked my 1119 paper, I don't know why you give ASTC 2A, but I still think that the score is too high. XD)
 
<Advice>
 
I know some of you younger ones reading this might hate this, but if you read this during 2020 and you are 20 years old then you are the old guy here.
 
If you are still in school, treasure every moment with your friends. You will miss them, you might not now but you will soon after you graduate. I was lucky enough to go on a trip with my friends( Not the ones from the tuition centre)and have a fun time at CF that year.
 
Other than that, don't create impossible deadlines for yourself. I mentioned that ASTC went into hiatus and one of the reasons is burnout, during a two week school holiday I decided to finish ASTC. To finish writing a whole novel in two weeks seems easy, especially for ASTC because the number of words rarely exceeded 800, but in one week I wrote 40+ chapters and decided to stop writing and just study the holiday away.
 
I hated ASTC during that time, I truly hated this novel. Plus the bad collections, views and power stones vote did not really help much.
 
After that one week, I kept on calculating how much longer till I reach my deadline and let me tell you something. 
 
The deadline is on September of 2019, it is almost the end of June 2020 (I finished the novel during June and finish publishing during July).
 
If it is a deadline made by your boss then follow it, you don't have much choice. But if it is your own deadline, then forget about it and never force yourself to chase time until you die.
 
<What will happen next?>
 
For starters I will take a break, I just finished Two Stack: A DOTA2 Story and immediately started writing ASTC. I don't know how long my break will last, but I don't think it will be that long.
 
For ASTC, this isn't a true end. ASTC is a part of the series I called the real life series which includes Two Stack and love between musicians, but the end of ASTC will mark a hiatus for the real life series for some time. ASTC will get occasional extra chapters, some that are already planned and some for example A Normal First Day was created by for other purposes but was not used.
 
For those readers who like all my work (I know you don't exist, if you do message me.) The Damn Hunter will come back for a while. While we are talking, a chapter has been released and the details for the release rate is written in the author's note.
 
If you really like my comedy, I think you could guess what I'm going to do next. I will be writing my next comedy will I'm working on two other novels, so don't really have your hopes up.
 
I would be attending university during September so I don't know how much longer I could write. But I hope that I could keep on continue writing and tell the stories that I want to tell.
 
<The End>
 
Thank you for reading After School Tuition Centre.
 
If you are interested in my other words just click on my profile. (Just don't click Path To The Top, God of Sabers or Love Between Musicians.)
 
Goodbye and enjoy the extra chapters of After School Tuition Centre.

Ahh! 

School had ended and it is time to go home and relax... 

Who am I lying to? I have tuition after school every day, being forced to learn some useless facts with a bunch of idiots with the risk of being killed by a back scratcher.

You don't know what tuition is?

Count yourself lucky, but if you are curious…

Come and join a colourful cast of characters as they give you the most inaccurate representation of what a tuition center is!

An adventure filled with laughs, love, friendships, perverts, and stupidity. Not so sure about the friendship and love part, but the stupidity and perverts are one hundred percent correct!

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