Just a group of high schoolers, doing a bunch of high schooler stuff....

Schooled! (Pretty much funny little stories of how School goes for the High schoolers and our OCs).

A love story between two high schoolers Mika Nanase and Shota Hanasaki  who had supposedly met in their childhood but had forgotten each other, Now goes to the same high school. How will their story unfold......

America and her friends audition for a nationally renowned performance performed by a large group of high schoolers coming in from every state in the US. Little did she know that this performance would test every relationship she has ever known.

"Cheol-yong, move!"
"Watch out!"

Hyung-geun intercepted the ball easily enough and passed it to someone else before receiving it once again a moment later. All the other children circled around him, determined to steal the ball back for themselves, but Hyung-geun skillfully maneuvered around them all, dribbling all the way to the goalpost. He looked up to find his aim, but was thrown off by what he saw.

"Huh?"

Or rather, by what he didn't see. The goalkeeper was nowhere to be seen.

"Stop him!"
"Get him! No!!"

Hyung-geun kicked the ball into the goal with little effort and, surely enough, scored a point for his team.

"Where did plaster face go?" Myeong-su asked, but no one had an answer for him.

Unseen by the other children, Lucid had snuck away from the field and climbed the mountain behind the institute for the first time in a rather long time. It had been an impulsive decision on his part, but he had also hoped that coming back would somehow transport him to the other world again, as it had before.

This mountain, unlike the forest in the other world, was mainly comprised of bamboo and oak trees. With both being evergreens, the mountain was a lovely shade of green all year round, and even now, it looked like a piece of summer stranded in a winter land. Only the harsh wind broke the illusion. Still, as with most other mountains, the ground was covered with a decent amount of fallen leaves, but they posed no problem for Lucid as he climbed higher and higher, especially since he had cast magic to increase the friction on the bottom of his shoes. For him, climbing up the mountain was no different from walking down the street, and he reached the peak in no time. Breathing heavily to regain control, he noticed that his physical strength and stamina had both deteriorated over the past year. Before, he hadn't even broken a sweat climbing this same mountain, yet here he was now, huffing and puffing. All that sitting and reading must have taken a toll on him after all.

The sky he saw down at the courtyard and the sky he was now looking at, from high in the mountain, were one and the same, as clear and blue as ever, but the air felt different. It was clearer, crisper, and he took deep breaths to fill his lungs with it. He closed his eyes and felt the wind on his skin, canceling all the magic he had cast before. As the warming magic left him, a sharp chill ran down his spine.

"Mom." he called, his voice low. He hadn't spoken that word out loud in a long time, and he choked on it.

****

Dong-in had been looking out the window, watching some middle schoolers running around with some elementary schoolers.

"God dammit." he muttered under his breath.

He had been cursing quite a lot recently, and most times, he didn't even realize. The words left his lips whenever he felt even a little miffed, whether he was alone or not, prompted or not. Right now, he cursed watching the children playing in the field.

He hadn't known this when he himself was a young child, but now that he was in middle school, playing outside and kicking a ball around were no longer entertaining, and he had no wish to participate. It was easy enough for elementary schoolers to run around chasing a ball, but the middle schoolers with them were a bit different. They would run just enough to reach the ball and kick it just enough to get the children to run to the other side. In other words, they weren't playing. They were just taking care of the younger children. When Dong-in was younger, the middle schoolers (now high schoolers) took care of him in the same way, and now, his peers took care of the elementary schoolers. High schoolers then avoided the courtyard altogether, choosing to let the younger kids run free and instead studying to achieve their goals for the future, once they left the institute. Such were the rules of the Anes Institute, a sort of tradition to allow all the children to come together and fraternize, growing closer together as real siblings would. Or was it?

"In the same boat, so row together." Dong-in grumbled.

Once he had realized that this was the true intention of the rules, Dong-in had lost all interest in playing. It disgusted him to know that he was expected to go out and mingle with the rest of the children, so that they may all be pitied together. He didn't want to be considered pitiful, and he didn't want to consider the other children as such either. So, he simply grew to dislike their soccer games. That was why he was currently holed up in his room, avoiding all the volunteers crawling about the institute and watching the children play outside, as much as he hated it. That's when he noticed one of the goalkeepers turn around and sneak off somewhere.

He gnawed on his lips as he watched the boy's retreating figure, feeling all sorts of emotions bubbling inside, emotions that stung his eyes with unshed tears, emotions that made him want to scream until his throat bled, that burst the blood vessels in his eyes and made his breath uneven. Hatred, disgust, resentment, contempt. No matter how many words he used to describe his emotions, they weren't enough to properly convey everything he felt. Part of him felt frustrated. Why should he have to feel this way? He didn't deserve this. He had lived his whole life being well-liked as a good student, a good child, a kind person who always smiled, until that boy came along and pushed him straight to the depths of hell. He couldn't ever forgive him. He wouldn't ever forgive him.

Dong-in turned around and left his room.

****

Yun-jeong had made her way to the cafeteria quite early in the morning, which was unusual for her. After helping out with serving breakfast, she gleefully went in the kitchens to practice her own cooking. With the recent boom of cooking programs on TV, Yun-jeong was more than ecstatic, and she made up her mind to be like all those famous chefs and master their fancy skills. As such, she had grabbed the kitchen wok and was now furiously shaking it about. It was no easy feat, as slender as her arms were, but she persevered, passionately practicing the movement. She rolled the wok around to evenly coat it in oil before dumping in the spring onions she had chopped up. Then, she added a splash of soy sauce, to both flavor and impart some aroma to the oil. As she shook the wok around, the fresh scent of spring onion oil wafted through the air.

"Yun-jeong! Are you into Chinese food now?"
"What are you making? You've made such a mess!"
"Fried rice!" Yun-jeong answered cheerfully, smiling at the cooks who had gathered around to watch.

Focusing once more on the wok in her hands, she added ground pork and various vegetables, stir frying as needed before reducing the heat to add the rice. She would be sharing with all the cooks, so she would have to make plenty. However, that meant more of everything, and the considerable weight of all the ingredients as well as of the wok put quite a strain on her wrists. The only thing pushing her forward was her love for cooking, and she continued to shake the wok around. After what seemed like a lifetime, she finally set it down and turned the heat off, dividing the fried rice evenly on three plates.

"It's done!" She said. She was covered in sweat, but she knew that it was a result of her hard work. She was proud of herself and of what she achieved. "Come have a taste!"
"Are you done?" asked one of the cooks.
"Nope! I'm making crab soup next!"

Yun-jeong wiped the sweat from her eyes and set to preparing for her next dish.

****

Ki-woong had been reading, the door to his room firmly shut. Outside, a sign hung from it, reading "Currently studying, do not disturb." Normally, most institutes housing high school students didn't receive high school volunteers, to avoid the awkward, if not downright patronizing, situation of being taken care of by a peer. Even if high school volunteers were accepted, measures were taked to prevent them from meeting the resident high schoolers, such as sending the latter outside. The Anes Institute was no different, and with the influx of high school volunteers (it was the weekend, after all), most of the high schoolers had gone out. All, actually, except for Ki-woong.

Ki-woong had chosen to stay, mainly because he had nothing better to do outside, and he didn't quite care about the volunteers wandering about the institute. As long as he didn't run into them, then everything was fine. And so, he had kept reading, until he heard a knock at the door.

"Ki-woong," a voice called from outside. "Are you free?"

Recognizing the voice as one of the teachers, Ki-woong opened the door.

"How can I help you?"
"The administrative office asked if you could help them out. They're a little flooded, I think."

This was a rather common occurrence in the institute. If the office was behind in its work, Ki-woong would often go down to lend a hand. This was partly because he was the smartest high schooler in the institute, and he had actually proven himself to be quite adept at getting things done. The biggest reason, however, was that he hardly complained, to the point that the director of administration had actually suggested that Ki-woong work at the office after graduating high school. This wasn't well-received at all, since Ki-woong had his sights set on medical school, but he had still smiled and laughed it off, showing remarkable self-control and patience.

"Yes, of course. Should I go down right away?"
"Yes, please. Thank you so much, and I'm so sorry to ask you every time."

The teacher smiled bitterly and pat Ki-woong's arm in an attempt to comfort him. The boy wasn't getting paid at all, simply giving out his time for the sake of the institute, and this made the teacher feel all kinds of terrible. He was proud of him, yes, but it was still a very regrettable situation. Ki-woong was, the teacher thought, the very definition of a volunteer.

****

Jiwon had walked back (though "escaped" would be more accurate) to the institute from the courtyard, and she was hardly in the mood to talk to anyone. But with nowhere to go, she was forced to go inside and join the rest of the volunteers.

"Jiwon," one of them called out. "What are you doing?"
"Oh... Um... I was just wondering if there's anything I can do to help."
"You're really red, did you know that?" the volunteer asked, cupping Jiwon's cheeks in her hands. "How long were you outside? Goodness. Stay inside, and go check the kitchens. They'll be getting food ready soon, so go see if there are any dishes that need to be done."

The volunteer had assumed that Jiwon had gone out to play, and Jiwon was much too high strung to explain herself. She couldn't even find the proper words for it, and she simply nodded, making her way towards the kitchens as she had been instructed.

In her head, she kept replaying the conversation she had with that boy. Why had she said that? She had no idea, and she was embarrassed beyond words. She had volunteered at the institute before, but back then, she had to do so much work that there simply hadn't been enough time for her to talk to any of the residing children. That was why she had made up her mind to spend some time with them this time around. She had a lot of work today as well, but she had managed to sneak out to the courtyard somehow. But after all her efforts, she had been attacked when she had least expected it.

To Jiwon, volunteering at an institute meant playing with the children, holding their hands and talking to them as a way to make them feel loved. That's what heroines did, wasn't it? Still, when she had seen the children running around in the dirt, she had felt a bit put off, which is why she had decided to talk to the child farthest away from all the mess. That turned out to be her worst decision yet, as she had gotten quite hurt from their conversation.

"Why would talking to us be work?" the boy had asked.

She had immediately felt in the wrong. Perhaps she had been so flustered, so scared by the boy's piercing gaze because she felt guilty. No, she knew that was the reason. She had known it as soon as she heard the boy's words, and that was why she had practically run away from him.

She felt bad. Instead of making him feel loved, she had hurt his feelings, and she felt terrible about it.  But she also had no excuse, no good reason to go back so soon, so she simply went to the kitchens. Maybe distracting herself with work would help calm her down and get her thoughts back in order. Then, she decided, she would go back and apologize.

When Jiwon turned the corner to get to the back of the building, where the cafeteria was, she saw a boy climb the fence and go into the mountain. He had short hair, and he was shorter than her. A middle schooler, most likely. As she watched, he walked calmly, but with determination, towards the mountain, and his figure was soon hidden by the trees.

With a mountain so close to the institute, perhaps it acted like a natural playground for the children here. Did they usually go out into the mountain? Probably, Jiwon thought. Dismissing it at that, she opened the door to the cafeteria.


<Lucid Dream (1)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

"Go get reinforcements from the high school section Rika," Luke got ready to summon his sword.
 
I nodded my head as I ended the call to sneak into the high school grounds. It would be easier this time since Oili was waiting for me on the other side. Oili paced back and forth before he waved for me to come inside. I came into the created hole with his access pass making ripples separating the two spaces. There was no need for me to use my mana like last time to meet Jules for a Lilika Yuri fan meeting.
 
"What's your plan?" he helped me up.
 
"To gather as many high schoolers as possible to help fortify the barrier," I dusted off the snow on my coat.
 
"What do high schoolers usually do during this time anyways?" I wondered.
 
"Most are in their dorm, resting before they go to another intense round of classes or sent off to another mission," Oili recalled from the top of his head.
 
Did I really want to call Lucius for help on recruiting more people? He probably arrived at school an hour earlier than us at most. He would definitely remember me pushing him inside the gate out of anger. Although, Belle would be more forgiving.
 
I sighed before calling his number, I really didn't want to call him if I didn't have to. Even if I wished he wouldn't get my call, the next second, I stared at his tired face inside his luxurious dorm room. Meanwhile, Belle was nowhere to be seen inside the room.
 
"Can you and Belle help us recruit more high schoolers?" I went directly to the point.
 
"Your younger brother is risking his life to protect the school barrier near the middle school section since the s-class monsters followed us all the way here. By the way, the teachers are all gone," I didn't bother to add any fluff.
 
"Meet us at the gymnasium," Lucius sighed.
 
"Is this true?" Ben stood behind us.
 
I was never so thankful for running into Ben all the time whenever I landed myself into more trouble. I didn't have to explain the situation to him. I nodded my head as I wondered who else I should call.
 
"Can you and Alice also meet us in the gymnasium with the recruits?" I started to punch in Ethan's number.
 
"We'll get there as fast as possible," Ben entered into a video call with his fraction members while running towards another location.
 
Ethan appeared annoyed as he picked up the call, "what now?"
 
"I need your help in recruiting more people to help defend the barrier in the middle school section or else those s-class monsters are going to break in. So let's meet in the gymnasium as soon as possible," I ended the call.
 
"Is it okay to be this brief with him?" Oili wondered.
 
"It's because we have something on each other," I shrugged.
 
"Is there anyone else you know?" I exhausted all my connections I had to the high school section.
 
Oili shook his head. It made sense since Ethan and Oili were in the same fraction. The people that Ethan was probably going to recruit was probably the people Oili knew. It was time to make a ruckus to gather more people outside our fractions.
 
"Where else are there a lot of people?" I wondered.
 
"In the cafeteria or training rooms at best," Oili threw me a glance we should split up.
 
I agreed as we needed to minimize spending less time on this as much as possible. We decided that I would go to the cafeteria since the training room wouldn't be accessible to me. I pulled out a map of the high school section as I walked towards the location.
 
Overall, the cafeteria was almost identical to the one in middle school. Like Oili mentioned, there was quite a few people eating their meals in the early evening. I instantly stood out as I didn't wear my uniform, but a thick coat with a torn dress beneath it.
 
However, I grabbed everyone's attention when I stepped onto the table as they placed their utensils down, wondering who would break such common etiquette. Everyone here wasn't a part of the fractions of Luke, Ethan or Ben as they were already gathered in a meeting. I used my mana to increase the volume of my voice as I prepared to speak.
 
"Are you a student here?" the person closest to me asked.
 
"I am and I come here to deliver an important announcement," I pulled up a recorded scene from my marble of the humanoids attacking the school barrier.
 
"Look at the crest labelled near the edge of her coat. She comes from the Roselia family," one of them noticed.
 
"The s-class monsters, the humanoids are attacking our barrier as you see on the screen. This was recorded some time ago, meaning there should be more cracks in the barrier now. We, middle schoolers need your help in fortifying the barrier, which is why I am here," I hoped this was good enough.
 
"How did the humanoids track the school in the first place? It's hidden under many layers of illusions," one student mumbled.
 
"Isn't that the kid that causes all sorts of trouble?" another gossiped.
 
"Please step down from the table," the student narrowed his eyes.
 
I jumped down the table as I landed gracefully on the floor. This was not the reaction I was expecting.

I was captured and put onto a stake to be lit on fire as part of the ongoing witch hunt conducted throughout the land. I had to do something. But, this life really sucked. 

This all started when I was accidentally killed by God. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you. It was just that I was overworked lately by my superior and I just wanted some time to relax and vent my stress out," he confessed.

"So, while I was snacking, I accidentally dropped one potato chip into the human realm where the child tripped over the potato chip onto a den of steep stairs." God guilty admitted.

So I reincarnated into the most adorable girl with the largest orange-speckled eyes that contrasted her pale white skin void of any imperfections.

'How could someone look this pretty?' I thought as I admired my new appearance.

I was nowhere close to this pretty in my previous life. Did God put me into this new vessel as an apology?

But some things were too good to be true.
***
"We can do this the nice way or the hard way," My fiancé’s brother started off.
"The nice way is where you willingly come with us back to the first district and the hard way is where we forcibly take you back, which would be hard for all of us," Lucius gave me a warning.
Why was my life so depressing? He practically meant I didn’t have a choice! 
***
Few months later, I was at a party that I planned to escape from my fiancé’s family.
"I still get to continue with my naps on the weekends?" I tried to confirm with them.
No one answered as I almost cried from giving up my rare nap times from the mess I got involved with. This life was too bothersome!

Dracula was on the couch in the living room seated as Alexander was sitting in another chair looking at the same schedule that Dracula was looking at on his phone,
Dracula looked up from his phone, "So we have early morning workouts, then we have the official practices?" and Alexander nodded, "Seems so, I'm guessing we have some type of conditioning, a fun type of thing. Then we get into the actual two-days later in the evening" and Dracula nodded and they both went back to their phones.
Dracula looked at the time and looked at Alexander, "Let's go get those supplies that we wanted for football," and Alexander nodded agreeing wholeheartedly, "I'm never wearing that mouthpiece ever again" and Dracula agreed with him on that as he got up and moved out of the house,
Dracula and Alexander then went to the Nike Store by the Mall and grabbed cleats, gloves, arm bands, head-bands for Alexander, and overall things that you'd need for Football and left with several bags and several females trailing behind them but they quickly lost them.
They also decided to visit the school's spirit shop to buy more clothes, and even some for football, God knows they weren't coming to practice smelling like shit.
Once they got home they threw the bags on the counter and just left them there for when they had to wake up at 6 AM in the morning on a Thursday night, for conditioning before school, then actual practice afterwards.
Dracula went to his bedroom while Alexander just found any room and slept in it, to say Dracula's mansion is huge… means that it's freaking huge.
----
*Beep*…*Beep*…*Beep*
Dracula groaned and smashed the alarm through the desk and into the ground as he got up and sighed, he willed his phone into his hands and looked at the time, 5:29
Dracula got up from his bed and looked down and saw that he wasn't wearing anything except SpongeBob undershorts and groaned, apparently you could wear anything you want to conditioning so Dracula went to his closet, grabbed one of his short football shorts, of which once again revealed his legs, white socks, a tight white t-shirt, and some Nike Running shoes,
He wore the cross around his neck, and went to the restroom to wash himself up as he heard another water running in the house knowing it was Alexander.
He brushed his pearly white fangs and teeth and smiled in the mirror,
Once he got done he teleported into the kitchen and made himself some food while Alexander came shortly behind him yawning, "Morning dad" and Dracula nodded at him, "What's for breakfast" and Dracula looked back at him as he was cooking it, "Eggs, Bacon and Toast" and Alexander looked at him as he sat on a stool and smiled as he looked at his phone then at Dracula, "All of those years holed in here, you became a better cooker?" and Dracula nodded as he smiled, "Had to," and Alexander nodded, "So, how did you get the food though I'm genuinely curious" and Dracula shrugged not intending to answer and Alexander rose his brow and looked at his phone as it said 5:45.
Dracula quickly finished, threw the food on the plate, gave one to Alexander then went into refrigerator and threw some drinks at Alexander, and grabbed one for himself as they were out the door and into the car as they drove to school but saw not a lot of people there in the parking lot. So they quickly finished the food and got out with their bags, apparently after conditioning they were going to shower then head up to their classes.
They had some fun events after they do drills apparently they play basketball with designated teams, though Dracula and Alexander had to make up their own teams by themselves because of course, they have no one.
They entered into the building with their cards given to them by the school and went down into the locker room as they saw a bunch of seventh graders, eight, freshman, and sophomores as he nodded to the little kids and went to were the Seniors and Juniors were.
Dracula and Alexander walked into a separate room were everyone was chilling, and rap music was playing and Dracula nodded, he's actually started getting into this music because he always hears it recently. Dracula nodded at the people in the room as they nodded back with mutual respect and a little admiration.
Dracula and Alexander found their own lockers and stuffed their bags on top of them and simply sat in the locker and sat on their phone waiting for the rest of everyone to arrive before they run up and go to the gym to do conditioning.
As Dracula and Alexander were sitting down, they saw Derrick walk in as he was laughing with some people near him. Derrick walked over to Dracula and cupped hands with him and Alexander as he smiled, "What's up guys ready for your first conditioning practice?" he said with a grin and Dracula nodded, "Of course I am," and Derrick nodded as he looked at Alexander then back to Dracula, "But I'm pretty fucking sure this would be lightwork for you." he said chuckling, and Dracula grinned a little.
Derrick went over to the group of boys and grabbed Aux and started playing his own songs as everyone was just chilling, stretching and laughing while the middle schoolers were questioning the younger freshman and sophomores about who Dracula and Alexander was and they were amazed at what they were told about how they were most likely to be the most recent 5-Stars for their school and All-American Talent. Some middle schoolers didn't believe it, they were the see-to-believe type and wouldn't trust anything they said until they saw it for themselves, but it was obvious that everyone on the team would be looking at Dracula and Alexander during conditioning.
"Alright boys let's go!" one of the seniors said and everyone got out of their seats and Dracula and Alexander followed as they got up and went with the rest of the high schoolers, while they were going up the stairs into the gym he saw that the middle schoolers were staring at him very hard. He wasn't physically turned around but he can surely sense it,
Once they got in the gym they got in their Captain's lines as he was behind Derrick following Alexander on his left. They then did their chant before doing jumping jacks then doing all of their stretches.
They then did some extra workouts given by the coach which was light work for Dracula and Alexander but maybe not so easy for others. The coach then came up while everyone was on the ground and started talking about future events and camps that's going to have after 2-Days, then he talked about their schedule for the teams they're going against future teams, whether it was their rivals or some Private-Schools that can compete D1. They even are going against some teams in Florida, of which are renowned for their Football teams.
The Coach then proceeded to talk about their two new recruits, and bragged about them of which brought upon a smile on Derrick's face, while some of the other ones just sighed.
Once the Coach finished talking he sent people to certain drills, the Hop-Overs with bags, 4-Cones, 3 Cones, and then a special drill given by whatever the coach is feeling.
Derrick's squad got sent to hop-overs, while some of the other captains had to join the other's squad.
Coach Harold had a timer in his hands, "Alright one of you step up! You already know the drill, back pedal,  sprint, side shuffle, sprint!" and Derrick stepped up and nodded at coach, "Go!"
Derrick hurriedly back pedaled turn a little bit before he reached the cone and started sprinting before he started side shuffling and sprinted all the way through and the coach yelled, "5:60… damn boy!" Coach Harold said as he whistled, "That's our four star right there!" one of the other juniors yelled out.
Some of the middle schoolers who were in Derricks, Dracula's, and Alexanders groups shrugged as it was a regular occurrence, albeit a bit faster than usual.
Eventually all of the seniors went, the middle schoolers and the rest of the high schoolers but Derrick made Dracula and Alexander go to the back, saying and I quote, "Saving the best for the last"
Dracula went up on the line and Coach Harold had his hopes up high, he already knew whatever time he was going to get would be phenomenal and he was ready as his eyes were wide open.
Since most of other groups were finished at their drills they also looked on, as the Middle Schoolers especially were curious as to what the hype was all about.
Dracula who watched everyone go before him now knew what to do in the drill and got ready to go,
"Set!" and a silence proceeded to happen before, "Go!" and a screech was heard as Dracula blasted off the line as he already reached the first cone and sprinted and then side shuffled and sprinted all the way through as Dracula was still running he slowly stopped.
Everyone went from Dracula with wide eyes before looking at Coach Harold who's hand was shaking from what he was looking at, "2-2:09" and there were gasps all across the room as even some of the middle schoolers were surprised like crazy, wasn't that faster than any professional football player they had ever heard.
Coach Harold quickly got his bearings as he grinned and Alexander was up as he had his hair in a bun again, "Go!"
Alexander did the same process as Dracula as he came speeding by Dracula before he stopped, "3:05: and Alexander muttered damn under his breath but of course Dracula heard it and grinned.
While Dracula and Alexander were grinning at each other, Derrick was doing the same, but the others? It was safe to say that everyone was amazed, and that placed their respect at an even higher pedestal. Coach Harold? He was struggling and trying to refrain from shouting and cheering, he hit the gold mine! He's gotten another high star recruit on his team,
"N-next drill move!" and everyone moved to their next drill's of which Dracula and Alexander did a phenomenal job at each drill and then they ended up to the special coaches drill.
The Coach already had cones set up, "Bear Crawl to the cones, sprint back 3 times!" and whimpers could be heard all throughout the group, but of course none of the juniors or seniors made a sound as they were used to it, and Dracula and Alexander just simply wasn't fazed,
Dracula watched as the first group of captains went before it was their turn and they got a rough example of what to do and Dracula grinned as he looked at Alexander behind him, "I'm in my natural habitat, I love to hunt" before he got on all fours, a stance much different from other bear crawls and as soon as Derrick passed him he went and crawled as if he was an actual damned bear curved around the cone and sprinted all the way through unfazed and looked at the rest of the guys who were in his group to go as they were still just barely pass the starting line,
Once Dracula passed Alexander, Alexander flew also at fast speeds and sprinted back, it was safe to say their group annihilated any other. And Dracula and Alexander carried… hard,
The whistle blew and Coach told them to sit their asses down, so Dracula and Alexander went to go sit on the bags while Derrick followed them as he whispered to Derrick did his back hurt and Dracula chuckled.
They saw a bag and went towards it before a group of freshman went and sat on it and Dracula rose his brow as he kept walking over there and just stared down the group of freshman, "You saw me heading here to sit down yet you came and stole the bag… why?" and one of the freshman rose his brow, "First come… first served", and Dracula nodded, "I'll see you on scout" and the boys face paled as he quickly got up along with the others, "J-just take it I don't need it I'll sit on the floor I'm fine" and Dracula shook his head, "No it's fine keep it, we'll go sit somewhere else," and one of the sophomores who saw the encounter simply chuckled and shook his head before looking at the coach,
Dracula and the rest of the squad simply sat down somewhere while the coach had a clipboard in his hands, and another coach had basketball's in his hands, "Team 3 vs. Team 5 on that side" Coach Harold yelled out as he pointed to the court opposite of him, "Team 1 vs Team 9 over there" and pointed in front of him and 4 groups of people came out and got on the court, one of the teams on the court had to take off their shirt so they did.
They played a game of basketball as Dracula and Alexander looked closely at their movements while Derrick was just watching for entertainment. Then of course a couple more games went on before it was Dracula's squad as Coach Harold yelled out the two best teams, one of which was of course the best team with the best record. And the other with well technically two 5 stars.
"Dracula, Alexander, and Derrick Vs. Team 7!" Coach Harold yelled out and pointed to the court in front of him as Dracula looked at Derrick with a questionable gaze, "What? I left my team because I want to join the team that's going to win" and Alexander chuckled at his lack of care to the things he just said.
Dracula's squad took off their shirts of which of course the middle schoolers and a couple of high-schoolers who didn't see were surprised, while the other team just simply gazed at them then got ready to play. It seemed there were 2 Seniors on the team one of which was a captain, 2 juniors and 1 freshman.
The reason why they were mostly successful was either they had former basketball experience, or just the fact that they don't only workout at school but at organizations that they payed for so of course their extremely fit to play both sides of the ball.
The Coach looked at the difference in size and gave Dracula the ball first, Team-7 of course played a 2-3 Front with the 2 Seniors up front.
Dracula casually walked up from the other side of the court and as he was nearing the half-court he saw the other senior standing by the 3-Point line nowhere near him so he shot the half-court shot and drained the three. There was a silence before an uproar of cheers were heard from the sidelines as some of them were yelling various things like, "In your mouth!, Hands down man down, Guard up sped, That's our five star!" and the crowd was lit.
One of the coaches whistled at the shot, Alexander and Derrick quickly got down court as they slapped Dracula's hands with a grin and Dracula could say he's thoroughly enjoying his "high school" experience, though mostly because of sports probably.
With the 5 people on the other team coming up court Dracula's squad quickly formed a type of triangle formation.
The slim junior came up with the ball and tried to hesi then hit a crossover but Dracula quickly stole the ball at intense speeds and ran down the court with the Junior confused and felt a woosh next to him as Alexander came running at intense speeds behind him, "Alley!" Alexander screamed out and the crowd started to get more excited as Dracula threw the ball against the glass and Alexander jumped and one-handed slammed it into the rim with a ferocious dunk as the crowd got even more turnt after that as they were jumping in the air, one of them acted like they passed out, even the middle schoolers were screaming in excitement at the game that was playing out.
The ball went through the net and bounced on the floor as Alexander grabbed the ball, acted like he had a pen and "wrote" on the ball and gave it to the Freshman who was already down court before grinning and running back down the court as the sidelines almost fainted at the disrespect that was being showcased in front of them.
The Freshman who saw a chance quickly ran past Alexander and Dracula as they were jogging back to their side and saw Derrick in the corner guarding the senior and went for the easy layup, though when he looked at Derrick he saw that Derrick didn't make a move and simply looked behind him and when he put up the layup all he heard was a gasp from one of the people in the crowd as Dracula chased down the kid and slapped the living shit out of the ball as it slapped the backboard bouncing off of it and it got sent down court as Alexander who was already there quickly signaled to Dracula to get down there and Dracula who was still in the air twisted and once he landed blasted off towards the hoop,
Alexander quickly passed the ball to Dracula once he got past the half court line and the crowd was anticipating it this time as he saw one of the kids about to jump,
Dracula got to the free throw line and jumped and twisted in the air as he slammed it through and all he heard was the crowd roaring and one of the kids yelling "Hey!!!"
And the game went on as it was a complete… and utter, blowout. In a span of a five-minute game, the score was 54-0.
As the games were over the Coach simply said the shower order and the Juniors were up first as Dracula and Alexander went through the door first with the juniors and Derrick behind him following.
They went back into their little room, went in their bags and grabbed the towels as they went into the showers as Coach Harold was taking attendance to who is there and who isn't.
Once they showered, they came out and got dressed for school.

Keeping it real with you guys, this is something purely for my entertainment and out of all of the books that I've written and of course that you haven't seen, I feel like this has the most potential. With a ton of ideas, and a lot of things to do. Implement Dracula and his servants in a TVD type of Environment and what do you get? Read and see.

Possible Multiversal Travel, and Omniversal Travel. Forewarning, it might be cringe a little, this is of course R-18, and this is of course Dracula so don't expect good things all the time. But he is different from the stereotypical Dracula.

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"Ioros, am I right?"
The said man nodded slowly, dreading to expect what happened next. "I'm afraid that you misunderstood our words. We broke that wall so we'll easily get out of here. We're trying to get the elderlies to tell us the procedures on resealing a beast."
Shizuka took a small step ahead. "That beast we're talking about is no joke. Please, it's not some sort of lie we made up just to get to your village. We have nothing to gain from attacking you-- we're students, for Gaia's sake!"
The female's words surprised them most. Possibly thinking of the same thing, 'High school students?!'
"We're not asking you to fight. We're not asking you to risk yourselves out there. WE'RE the ones fighting," Shizuka snapped and placed her hands on her hips. She eyed each one of them with slight anger burning inside of her.
"We're only asking for the procedures on how the reseal the beast. How hard is it just to tell us how to do so? You're not the ones using your mana. You're not the ones battling out there. A bunch of high-schoolers are. So if you still got some of your shame, then at least be grateful."
Yuzuki who was standing amongst the crowds of children almost cried upon hearing Shizuka's frightening tone. He knew that the female was blunt with her words most of the time, hidden behind a cheerful voice.
Clicking her tongue at the lack of response, Shizuka walked back and tapped Kishi's shoulder. "We're out of here. I don't expect anything from these villagers. They're just here for their selfish reasons. If they can't even lend a single hand, who are we to pester them."
Kishi nodded curtly and huffed, looking into the crowd for any sign of the younger boy he was with before. Spotting his iconic dark-brown head that's a different shade from others, Kishi strode his long legs towards the boy and scooped him up.
"Wh-- Yuzuki! Stop scratching me!"
What he didn't expect was Yuzuki thrashing in his arms and landed on the floor with a loud thud. Kishi's arms were full of scratches and several bruises from Yuzuki's hits. "What's with you?!" Kishi snarled at the boy before furrowing his eyebrows.
"O-Oi, are you cry--"
"Yes, I am!" Yuzuki croaked out, swatting Kishi's arms away. He stepped back with tears running down his cheeks. Shizuka flinched upon seeing them from afar. She might not be able to see his face clearly, but she could hear Yuzuki's voice breaking.
Her heart clenched when she had a good guess on Yuzuki's reasons. "We're supposed to help them get out, weren't we...?" the younger boy croaked out between weeps. "Why are we going away now...?"
"Yuzu-kun..." Shizuka's quiet voice sounded so loud in the big room. Everyone could hear her composed voice. "It's either they don't know of the procedures or that they don't want to tell us."
"Then why are you quick to disregard the first poss--"
"It's because..." Shizuka cut the boy off, making sure her voice was nice and clear for everyone to get her intention. "... you heard the chief earlier, Yuzu-kun. 'I thought you brats were gonna save us,' he said."
Yuzuki's sniffles died down a little, his snot hanging off of his nose as his tears blurred his visions. Kishi frowned at the crying boy who stood a few ranges away from him. It still hurt him that the boy swatted his hands away and backed up.
Clenching his fists, the young lavender-haired Ichisaki held a short breath in and exhales as he waited for Shizuka to get her points across. 
"Then, w-what of it?" Yuzuki steeled himself to ask, rubbing his eyes and drying his cheeks with his short sleeves. "We're supposed to help everyone, weren't we?"
"Yuzuki," Shizuka called out his name calmly. The said boy flinched and froze, 'That's the first time she called me by my given name...!'
"The sentence he said, 'I thought you were gonna save us.' Don't you think that it's a little... selfish?" Shizuka eyed the boy softly. "They're not the only ones struggling. We told them everything that had happened on the surface. Mere high-schoolers are fighting for their lives. And yet..."
"They're here, begging for help without any intention of returning the favour," Kishi chimed in, glaring at the chief who cowered in his gaze. "The world's not always fair, Yuzuki."
"B-But...!"
"Please, don't get us wrong." Shizuka walked down from the stone hill-like place and approached the rest of the remaining villagers. "It's not like we don't want to save you. However, how hard is it just to tell us the procedures of resealing a beast? Huh? Tell me," she spoke lowly.
Tilting her head to the side, the villagers suddenly felt a huge amount of burden placed upon their forms. The children looked around in confusion at the grunting adults, as they felt nothing but lighter.
"I'm sure you care for your children. We're freaking high-schoolers, for Gaia's sake! We're the ones battling when in reality, you adults are the ones who should be. Just tell us the damn procedures and we'll promise you our protection," Kishi spoke with his usual tone, not allowing Shizuka to continue.
'Sorry, Shizuka. If I had let you, she would've snapped and the adults would've been dead by now.'
The chief clicked his tongue and looked away, mumbling a half-hearted apology under his breath. Shizuka quirked an eyebrow, feeling the anger bottling inside of her lessening a bit. Just a bit. 'Did he just...'
Ioros walked away quickly and approached the oldest man around, the old man the teens helped earlier. Ithzam only stood by and watched, not helping to lessen the invisible burden placed upon the villagers. He had this... feeling. A feeling that the kids didn't mean what they said.
However, he continued to watch their every move. Even though he knew, the villagers were "selfish" for their own reasons, he's still a Royal Mage. Even as someone passing by the village and accidentally got sucked into the mess, he wanted to help.
The old man whispered something in Ioros' ears as he jotted several notes down. The two teens stood by in silence, eyeing in curiosity and scepticism enveloping them. Even if they didn't mean what they say, they were still a bit angered.
The villagers were selfish enough to only care of their own kin and not a bunch of random high-schoolers. Sure, they're students that learn magic. However, what would their fates be if they hadn't been students who study magic?
|| A real mess, indeed ||
Kishi approached the young brunet, not caring if he would scratch him again or not. If he would, Kishi decided to take the boy by force with a spell. When he scooped the boy into his arms, to his surprise, Yuzuki didn't move nor respond with any word.
|| Instead, he cried ||
Feeling quite flustered at the situation, Kishi fumbled on his words and got confused as to how he could calm the boy down. "O-Oi, stop cryin'. Now it seems like we're in the wrong here..."
Yuzuki continued to sniffle and his snot stuck onto Kishi's shirt. It disgusted him, even if he wouldn't say it out loud. The younger boy planted his face on the crook of Kishi's neck. He felt warm. Yuzuki's muffled cries made Kishi more uncomfortable than how his family teased him.
Hesitantly patting the boy's back, Kishi sighed and rested his chin on the boy's shoulder as well, giving words of comfort-- even though he's bad at it. The violet-eyed male rubbed Yuzuki's back softly, calming his wails.
Shizuka got tired of waiting and walked over to her lavender-haired partner, all the while ignoring the fearful looks the villagers gave her. "Ki-chan," she whispered and pointed over to the boy, not saying anything else.
Kishi got her message and gave a thumbs-up, grinning uncomfortably. "U-Uh, he's... probably fine."
"'Probably?'"
"Sheesh, go easy on me. I'm bad with kids."
"Yeah, no wonder Fuyu-chan never listens to you."
"Hey!"
The villagers stared dumbfounded at their interaction. How could two fearsome high-schoolers look so... normal, right now? Kishi and Shizuka's banters annoyed them. And yet, they could feel their close bonds.
Were they wrong to not help? No, it's a choice they were allowed to make. 
Were they supposed to just give the secrets they village had been hiding and guarding for the longest time? Yes. It's a matter of life and death here. 
Were they wrong to not trust them and expected them to save their own? Probably. They're strangers, and strangers weren't supposed to be trusted.
Then how about the Royal Mage that helped them? Why did they trust him? Was it because of his position? His job?
.
.
.
|| They weren't sure ||
The dilemma between option A and option B were just too confusing. They were supposed to be grateful, just like those kids stated. And yet, they weren't. They weren't obligated to help back because it's their choice. And yet, they ended up helping with a heavy heart.
It wasn't a sincere return. The steps to reseal the taled beast were far too dangerous for kids to handle. And yet, they also didn't want to do it themselves. What hypocrites. They worry, but they cower away.
Between the trains of wrecked thoughts and quandary over the perplexed state, they're in, the invincible force that had been keeping them down was lifted. It was as if their bodies felt lighter all of a sudden.
Looking at the caster, they were met with a mischievously grinning Shizuka that irked them to their very souls. Did she plan all these? For them to feel this uncertain about the situation they're in. Looking at her again, she smiled softly and parted her lips.
"Hehe, got you~"
|| To be continued... ||
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"Wrong my people, you will taste misery and despair. Wrong my loved ones, you will taste suffering and never-ending pain. Wrong my family, you will taste something worse than death itself. Mark my words."

Ichijou Shizuka, a fifteen-year-old girl living her life as a Spirit Wielder and a student, is known as both a genius in art and magic.

Being the "Grand Summoner" of the Ichijou Clan, how will Shizuka face the twisted reality where she can't use magic again? What will she do to fix that?

What was the cause of her mother and sister's deaths? Was there someone behind it? How will she react to the bitter reality fate has brought to her? What will she do when she stands face to face with her brought-up pasts?

"The Law" that bound the clans and tribe for who-knows-how-long–– straining their freedom in their lives and throwing away possible options for them to take.

Will they free themselves? Would they want to, though? The power that was given in an exchange for their freedom–– only to become one's chains and prison.

Follow the adventures of the young Spirit Wielder and her friends on their journeys, finding their true goal in life while rescuing spirits along the way. 

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|| DISCLAIMER(S) ||

•⠀This is BOOK 1 of the "Our Story" Series. It is not completed and is still serializing. Some arcs might be longer than others, as there are battles and details involved. The other books for the series will come when this book is finished.
•⠀The picture I used for the cover is not mine, it belongs to its artist(s). If you are the artist(s) and you want me to take the picture down, I will gladly do so~! Or you can perhaps notify me to give you proper credit(s)!
•⠀This is a work of fiction, none of it is real. If there are any similarities in organizations' names or a person's name, they are all purely accidental.
•⠀This story will be updated when I have time, based on the server time (17.00 GMT+8).
•⠀Under the stage of editing: typos, grammar mistakes, miscast of words, etc. I apologize if you become confused or even received so many notifications for it.
•⠀Some of the characters' names might use spellings for Japanese names.

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|| WARNING(S)||

•⠀There will be some killings and blood involved.
•⠀There will also be "slight" cursing, so... brace yourselves.
•⠀Mentions of blood, demons, killing, death, etc. will be up ahead.
•⠀Anime, Japanese, Latin, Greek, and other references from various countries (honorifics, symbols, myths, etc.) will be used in this book and will be altered a bit to match the plot. So, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.
•⠀Some lines of the characters might be disturbing to some (demons' lines, maniacal laughter, mentions of killing, etc.). 
•⠀Please mind these warnings before reading the story. You have been warned.
•⠀If you're starting to feel sick when reading for too long or staring at your screen for a while, please stop reading immediately as your health is more important.

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Started: August 9th, 2020
Completed: ???

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"Ah Nincompoop" Faust says as his eyes widens, raising his eyebrows, completely taken over by surprise.
"Uh...." The kid in front of him pauses I'm a shock before continuing.
"It's Nicholas troop! Not nincompoop oi Faust! How dare you?? You never call me with my real name" Nick short for Nicholas starts to whine and complain about how Faust never calls him with his real name.
Faust, who barely have friends at school is a calm and shy kid. When it comes to making friends for him, it takes weeks and months to even talk to the person sitting just beside him in class. 
He doesn't like to involve in any of the quarrels that normal kids at his school usually do. So much for being a big dreamer at home, but a quiet and shy kid at school.
To emphasize more about how quiet of a kid Faust really is, he never cries. He does, but in a low and squeaky voice ever since he was a baby. It's a strange thing to ever witness. A child that doesn't even make a noise as an infant and cry out like any newborn child would.
And so, Faust ended up having only 3 friends in the whole school. And the way he made friends is also strange in different situations.
*Backstory of how Faust and Nick met*
Faust's ears perk up as he overhears a kid yelling too loudly from  behind, while he is having his lunch in a corner of the cafeteria's table seat.
"I'm a black belt in karate, I will just sweep the whole floor with you if you don't stop bullying other people" Nick is threatening  a bully who is throwing his fangs on a timid girl.
Nick couldn't stand the bully's behavior, he really wants to scare him and impress the girl at the same time. Before he can show off his heroic image, Nick is on the ground with bruises on several places of his body.
*"This bully never heard of the word 'mercy' or what?"* Nick thinks to himself as he moans in a squeaky voice.
This is the first time Faust notices Nick.
"What a weird kid" He mumbles under his breath, looking at Nick, who is a goner by now.
The next day, Faust is having his lunch again all by himself in his usual spot and again he heard the same kid from yesterday, who has started roaring, loud as a lion. And surprisingly, an adult voice too joins him.
Out of curiosity, Faust stands up from his spot to see what the commotion is about.
*"Ah it's that weird kid from yesterday"* Faust realizes while watching Nick. *"Bu-but wait"* he pauses before saying
*"Who is this big thug beside him?"* Faust wonders as he sees a huge guy standing beside Nick.
The adult next to Nick is his dad, who is one of the village's security. But he has really thick eyebrows and a scary face with a scar across his face which is given to him by a 'cat' not in a war or in some fight.
Which leaves an impression of him being a thug and makes the kids think he is truly a gangster. Where in reality he is a village guard.
The next thing Faust notices is Nick's father shouting and abusing the bully directly in his face. He is so enraged and riled up that his son got beaten up badly. And according to Nick's dad, if it is for his son, he is ready to pick a fight with anyone. 
At the same time the bully is scared to his wit and only thinking of running from that situation. But he got nowhere to go since he's pretty much being backed up against the wall like a prisoner.
"Wa-wait, he is not stopping with just the bully?" Faust is looking at more people getting yelled at by Nick's father.
"Who are the people trying to defend the bully? That must be his parents and this thug is yelling at them too??" Faust watches while his jaw's dropping, he tightly rolled up his fists in excitement.
"Whoa, here comes the teachers. This old dude will stop now tsk tsk"
But to Faust's surprise...
"He is still going and is shouting at teachers too??? Wow, AMAZINVVVV! this old dude is really amazinvvv!!"
Faust really wants to reach out to Nick's father and tell him how cool he is, yelling at everyone to defend his son, but he is too scared to do that as Nick's father continued to yell at everyone that is approaching him, he is really unstoppable.
But later on, he figures out a way to approach Nick's father and that is through Nick.
"Yo! You are so coollll" Faust stands in front of Nick with a goofy expression and giving thumbs up to Nick with admiration written all over his face.
Nick upon hearing this, is very happy, *"If not the girl admiring me, a guy admiring me for my coolness is not too bad" he thinks as he tries to smile, exposing his broken tooth.
*"I'm a dumb fool who got into this mess."* Nick, while dying internally pats on the shoulder of Faust saying " thanks for the compliment, want to eat together?." 
Faust who thought his plan is working agrees and the both of them started eating together from that day and Faust who became Nick's friend with a secret intention to learn how to be a Savage like Nick's father, now really thought of Nick as his real close friend as they continue to get closer as each day passes by.
"Back to the present story"
"So poop (referring to Nick), let's go to our base and discuss about how we deal with these monsters." Faust says with a bright smile on his face.
Faust, Nick and their two other friends love to play the hero's of the school with Faust being the best kickboxer, Nick the Karate Master, Roy(a Noble's kid) being the space hero and Tim the higher class men and 2 years older than the three doesn't like to play any character. 
He stays a normal kid and cultivates his land and grows vegetables. And the monsters that Faust is referring to are the bullies of the school.
Faust and his friends are currently good at dealing with level 1, level 2 and level 3 rank monsters who are bullies from 1st, 2nd and 3rd grades in their school.
The kick boxing, karate and every other martial arts are ancient techniques in this modern world of 5062.
No one ever saw or heard of someone using these skills. However, there is a belief that very few people in this entire world can use ancient martial art techniques. But no one is allowed to teach or learn these fighting arts.
If anyone is seen using them in public, they are hunted and killed instantly by the government. And so the ancient martial arts nor the healing arts were passed down through generations.
The only fighting arts used in this age is military arts. It involves the use of weapons that have special attributes and technology that does the impossible.
Faust and Nick are friends from the start. However, they met Roy and Tim during a brawl between the high schoolers and middle schoolers on one fine day.
*One fine day of spring*
The taunts between the middle schoolers and high schoolers grew intensely which lead to a huge brawl between both of them. Both sides are too angry and are just pushing each other while yelling loudly enough to resonate around the whole school where every teacher and student can hear this ruckus, yet no one passing by cares.
Because these particular students have been having a brawl from past three years and never once in three years they hit each other. All they do is cause a huge ruckus, raise some dust off the ground and disperse like a scripted fight on stages.
They only want the 10 minutes attention and want people to realise that these are the hard boiled bad guys in the school. But the reality is that no other students or teachers are willing to spare their time to stop the fights and resolve the issues
Yet, there are four kids who watches the brawl between these two mobs from the school balcony, standing next to each other and with excitement filled in their faces and the happiness they faced when they saw the high schoolers running away from the fight because the middle schoolers overcame them with numbers which happens every time.
The eyes of these four met each other, where Nick starts talking.
"So you guys came here to have a fight with us or what?" Nick, with an arrogance filled voice asks Roy and Tim who he has just met.
"We're just here to watch the brawl" Roy and Tim answers at the same time with surprised faces as they didn't want to start any trouble.
"So you guys came here just like us? To watch and learn? asks Nick.
"Indeed" Roy and Tim replies by nodding their heads.
With just that, the four of them starts talking and their conversation led to one thing and another. They even get to know about how all four of them shared the same interests and goals with each other and became closest friends to one another.


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The aftermath of 'end of the world' and how the new beginning aroused with the discoveries of new magical realms. new sword arts and ancient martial arts. But what is beyond that? beyond our Third Dimension and beyond the earth and beyond human? how did humans come to existence? how do humans possess knowledge and is different from any other being? 

And a kid who doesn't realize the powers he is blessed with, as pain is the only thing that helped him grow faster and learn about the bitter truth about humans.

Fear, curiosity, anxiety, helplessness, powerless, worthless, selfish, being used, being ignored, isn't cared, isn't loved and more and more and all these feelings are killing him from inside while his life is hitting him harder and harder and breaking his will, his wish to live and keeps knocking him down. 

So one day he started liking all these feelings and decided that he had enough and says "I WANT TO FUCK THIS WORLD AND BE ON TOP AND RULE IT, I will pay everyone back with double the price. Even god, he needs to pay for his creation." while laughing like a maniac.

So I ask you....

Do you believe in gods? They reside in higher dimensions. And until now we have only discovered 11 dimensions, we cannot go further than that. This is about the world in 5062, land on earth has been reduced to one third. Only one continent exists, all of humanity from all regions and ethnicities had to live together on one land. During this chaos, the best group of scientists found gateways on earth to travel to different dimensions. Each dimension is a new world with its own laws of physics and principles, and new elements of nature.



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