Middle School, we are growing and changing, life is full of confusion, and when Christina falls for this boy her life changes even more

an ordinary high school girl named Lilith meets a super natural boy in middle school and becomes best friends until he runs wild in highschool and makes a huge mistake

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     Holy Christ? I stopped walking.
     "What's wrong?" Ban Yeo Ryung asked me in confusion.
     Instead of a response, I was standing still with a deep impact. My head was aching as if it was hit by a hammer. 
     My face slowly brightened. Okay, I got it! I yelled at Ban Yeo Ryung while clenching my fist.
     "Why are you confusing me, girl!"
     "What?"
     Her face turned grim, feeling abashed. I pointed the school and yelled with a bright smile.
     "Oh, the uniform seemed completely different! This is not the school that I attend!"
     "What are you talking about?"
     "The one I'll be going to is Dae Dam Middle School! I've never heard about this Ji Jon Middle School. Even the building is different. This isn't my school!"
     "What?"
     She asked me while looking confused. I laughed again with a refreshed face at the white colony walking into the entrance of Ji Jon Middle School. 
     Yes, this was not my school! That's why the uniform was different since it was not my school!
     I guessed my mom was confused about what school I'll be attending that she bought a different uniform and sent me to a wrong school. The girl named Ban Yeo Ryung in front of me brought me here because I was wearing the same uniform as her. 
      I said to her, "Bye! I'm going to my school! We live next door so let's keep in touch!"
     "Umm, D… Donnie! Where are you going?"
     She got surprised and pulled my arms. Where am I going? I should probably say something to her! 
     "Going to my school! It's Dae Dam Middle School. I'm not going to this place!" I replied to her with a bright smile.
     "What's wrong with you, we took the placement test together in here about a month ago!"
     What she said made me stiff. What? However, I decided to keep smiling.
     "No, you're confusing me with someone else. I took my test at Dae Dam Middle School!"
     "What? There isn't any school like that around here!"
     "Yes, there is. Maybe you're not getting it right."
     Ban Yeo Ryung, the fact that you do not know does not qualify it does not exist. 
     I convinced myself and tapped her shoulders. It felt like I became the most generous person in the world now. Ever since I realized I don't have to wear this insane white uniform for 3 years, my mind was filled with bliss. 
     After tapping her shoulders twice, I turned back with a grin on my face.
     "Bye! I'll head to my school then!"
     "Donnie, hold on!"
     Regardless of her desperate voice behind my back, I turned away from the school with light steps. Since her voice sounded quite urgent, I felt people were staring at me, but it was none of my business. They are students from a different school! I was thinking that when I stepped away from the school. 
     Bam, something smashed my head. I lurched and stepped back.
     As I was lowering my head, the first thing that came into my eyes was a shoe. It's definite to wear sneakers as a middle school student, but it looked more like a student loafers. This large size looked like it belonged to a boy.
     Unlike the girl's white uniform, I slowly followed the boy's black uniform from head to toe. When his face came into my sight... oh gosh, my jaw dropped.
     I am not the type who focuses on a person's face. Even looking at a handsome celebrity would not make me lose composure. It was my first time to become unable to speak except when I first saw Ban Yeo Ryung. 
     After a moment, I quickly stepped back as I got awakened.
     Why... why are these people appearing in front of me ever since this morning? It was the second time in my life to see such a perfect face in a day. 
     He had jet-black hair like Ban Yeo Ryung. The tips of his hair were blue under the sunlight. Koreans' hair tends to look brown under the sun, but Ban Yeo Ryung's hair was purple and this guy was blue, which were rare colors. It's hard to look good with blue-black hair, but this boy had transparent icy skin. His skin was even paler.  
     The pupil inside the sharp big eyes was… when I saw that part, it took my breath away. 
     It was blue. Not blue-black, but a dark vivid blue shade that could be seen in the bottom of the ocean or in jewels. His sharp and high nose made me understand that his hands could be cut by the ridge of his nose.
     His overall look was nice and neat. While I was thinking of the image of a still life painted with oil paint or Sumi-e with black ink, the boy slowly furrowed his brows. 
     "Oh, sorry, no, I apologize," I spoke with a surprise. 
     "No."
     A solid response. His cold voice resembled his appearance but did not seem too annoyed. 
     As if he had a quiet personality, he took a brief glance at me, turned around, and left. 
     Before he turned back, the name tag on his black jacket was visible under the sunlight. Yoo Chun Young. It was a unisex name, but it matched him well.  
     Anyway, I rubbed my cheeks feeling embarrassed. He was so handsome. Ban Yeo Ryung was a pretty girl, but Yoo Chun Young was so beautiful for a boy. Not to mention, he was very tall. Already around 175cm high as a middle school student, his eye level was apparently different when I bumped into him.
     I never saw a boy as gorgeous as him. My heart was beating fast. As I glanced at his back with a little crush, I encountered a jeering crowd.
     "Hey, did you see that? The girl bumped into him!"
     "God, did she do that on purpose?"
     "Hey, come over here!"
     W… what? I faced what's in front of me. The girls who were talking like that wore the same uniform I had. They seemed to be upper-classmen. Holy… I opened my mouth, feeling the ridiculousness of the moment. Is this a novel or what? They were glaring at me just because I bumped into another student? What was more unbelievable was that the girls attacking me were not only a few in numbers but at least more than twenty. 
     While I was tightly grabbing my bag, the audience became more stirred up. 
A girl with sharp eyes came to me and said, "Hey, do you want to know what happens if you dare to do that?"
     Never thought of my life being screwed up by simply bumping into someone's shoulder, but maybe it could happen…?
     Then a scene came up in my mind. In the web novels, it happened a lot. A girl bumps into a handsome boy on her first day to her school. Later she finds out that he is the king of the school. That is how the girl finds herself in all sorts of trouble!
     I was about to laugh when a thought popped in my head. This was the perfect timing for that situation. However, this is not a novel. I am also not the girl protagonist. Above all, I had a common sense unlike the girls inside a typical romance novel.
     I grabbed my bag and dashed full speed to the bus station. Unlike a girl inside a novel, I had common sense and knew how to act wisely! First, let's go to Dae Dam Middle School and figure out what to do! I put every ounce of my energy into escaping the roar of the crowds. 

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     As I ran out of breath, the happening with Ban Yeo Ryung, the pretty girl I met in the morning, disappeared. The thoughts about Yoo Chun Young, the handsome boy I bumped into on my way out of the school, also seemed to scatter away.
     Good! I breathed in deeply and stood in front of the bus station. I felt dizzy maybe because of running too fast. I looked at the bus route with my eyes crinkled and my hand on the forehead. 
     Most of the middle schools around would have their names on the bus stop. Even this station is named 'Ji Jon Middle School.' Weird. I've been living in this neighborhood for 14 years since I was born but I had never heard of this station. I thought about it for a moment but what should I do when it already existed. I decided to look for the school I'll be attending. Hmm, I paused, searching for the station and thought about the students of Ji Jon Middle School for a moment.
     What would they do? For example, if they went to high school and the teachers asked them,

     "What middle school did you graduate?"
     "J…Ji Jon Middle School."
     "Omg, J… J…. Ji Jon!! Ji Jon Middle School!! Lol"

     Just by mentioning that name alone makes me die of embarrassment. Maybe they would like to remove that name from their whole life.
I shook my head while thinking about it. It was none of my business, I will not go to that school!
     After that thought, I browsed the bus route but there wasn't any name of Dae Dam Middle School on the list. Strange. I looked around stepping back from the bus map with frowned brows.
     It was ridiculously quiet. The trees along the street shaded with green. I took out my phone from the pocket and checked the time. 
     9:00 am. It was already over time for most of the students to commute. The street was quiet without any students or commuters. When does one see an uncrowded street anyway? I looked around feeling strangely emotional and turned back feebly.
     Maybe I should go to a crowded place and ask where Dae Dam Middle School is. I wore the bag again with that in my mind. Suddenly, Ban Yeo Ryung's desperate voice rang my ears. 

     "There isn't any school like that around here!"

     That does not make sense! The school existed a month ago. I took a placement test there. It was not fancy. It was just an ordinary building. Why would I get confused about the school I would attend?
     However, one thing that was concerning was that 'Ji Jon Middle School'. A school I never heard of was located at where exactly 'Dae Dam Middle School' should be.
     Come on, I scratched my head. It was a little strange but come on!
     I trudged again to Ji Jon Middle School, feeling anxious. When I was about to turn the corner, a car pulled up next to the sidewalk silently. The street was very quiet but the car moved without any engine sounds. I turned around thoughtlessly. A black limousine I rarely saw in my whole life took my breath away. 
     The dark-tinted windows slowly descended. A guy wearing sunglasses appeared through.
     He called me unexpectedly. His voice was soft and polite like those who worked in the service industry.
     "Excuse me, are you a student at Ji Jon Middle School?"
     "Y… yeah?"
     I asked him back with surprise and was about to respond back with a no. However, he already confirmed his answer by the uniform I was wearing. 
     He then said to me, "Oh, then do you mind taking us a school tour? It's the first time for our young master to go to school by himself."
     "Who said it's the first time, and I also have Jooin." 
     A firm voice from the back seat cut off the man's words. It was a low voice, but I could clearly hear it. Not because my hearing is good, but his voice was that impressive.

Hamdan was a student who had a great interest in web novels. But as he woke up one day, the Four Heavenly Emperors appeared in his school while a very pretty girl called Ban Yuhryung lives nextdoor! A world turned into a webnovel overnight but his role is the childhood friend of the pretty girl?

[The law of webnovels]

Female protagonists always fall into danger.

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 © Yu Han-ryeo 2015 / D&C MEDIA

It was human nature not to know what was good for oneself. She deserved it!
Qiao Nan, who had been staying in the house of the Shi family and studying English, was not aware of all these happenings at the hospital. She further did not know that her fickle-minded father could, in fact, be so awesome when he set his heart out to do something.
She was quietly reading in the house of the Shi family and waiting for the results of the college entrance examination.
There were still ten days before the results of the college entrance examination would be out. Nevertheless, the middle school examination results of the third-year junior high school students whom she had previously given tuition to were already announced.
Suddenly, without prior warning, the loud sound of firecrackers could be heard coming from the entrance of the house of the Shi family. Qiao Nan jumped in shock and the English dictionary that she was holding dropped to the floor.
"The entrance of your house?" Qiao Nan looked at Shi Qing.
Shi Qing shrugged. "Impossible. My dad is the type who works behind the scene. He's not into such fanfare."
"Lei Feng[1]—not leaving a name behind even after doing a good deed?"
"Right!" Shi Qing clapped. "So, these firecrackers are most likely set off at another house and not mine. Don't need to bother."
Qiao Nan picked up the dictionary. She wanted to continue reading it but she felt that the noise of the firecrackers was too close to them. "I think something is not right. Shi Qing, why don't you take a look at the entrance? When are they going to finish setting off these firecrackers? It's too disturbing."
"Okay." With Qiao Nan's company, Shi Qing was more inclined to stay at home. She had transformed into a young lady from a fake lad. "Ah, Qiao Nan, quickly come and see. It's not at the entrance of my house but yours. Those people look quite familiar. That young one is probably one of the students that you have taught!"
"Ah?" Qiao Nan was dumbfounded. She stood up and walked out to take a look. Was that so?
"Teacher Xiao Qiao!" The child was more sharp-eyed than adults. As soon as the young boy turned, he saw his own young teacher at the entrance of the house of the Shi family. "Teacher Xiao Qiao, the results of my middle school examination are out!"
"Ah? Judging from what I see, you must have done well." Qiao Nan looked at the boy smilingly. "Congratulations to you for faring so well. With this, you will be able to enroll in your favorite high school—The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China."
The boy shook his head. "Teacher Xiao Qiao, I've changed my aspirations. One year ago, I was foolish. Now, I don't want to study at The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China anymore. I wish to study at Ping Cheng High School!" With this, he would then be considered as schoolmates with Teacher Xiao Qiao.
"…" Qiao Nan raised her brows. Was this due to her influence?
After thinking, Qiao Nan then said, "This is your own life. Of course, you can decide for yourself. However, you can't choose to ignore your parents' opinions at times. You have to listen to them and respect your parents. Don't you think so?"
Although the results of Ping Cheng High School were much better than those of The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China last year, it was just for that one time. Hence, The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China was still the best school in Ping Cheng and the top-tier high school in the province.
If the student were to study at Ping Cheng High School and give up studying at The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China due to her influence, his parents might feel resentful. Qiao Nan expressed that she could not afford to have this happen.
"Hahaha, don't worry, Teacher Xiao Qiao. As parents, we're actually very open-minded. As long as the child has considered seriously and knows what he wants—as long as he's not making a decision out of impulse—we, as parents, certainly have to respect their opinion, no?" The parent of the child was immediately smiling like flowers. That bright and dazzling look nearly made Qiao Nan unable to open her eyes. 
Shi Qing walked out curiously.
What kind of results did this child obtain in the middle school examination that could make the child's parents give up the top school in Ping Cheng, The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China, and let him wilfully study at Ping Cheng High School instead? "May I ask how your child fared in the middle school examination this time?"
"He's the top in Ping Cheng!" The child's father was all smiles. 
Excluding the time when he was promoted to a father, from the time that he was born, he had never been in so much limelight!
"Top student in Ping Cheng? That's such a great improvement." Qiao Nan was well aware of the grades of her own student. Previously, this student was the one whose grades improved most rapidly. He even ranked first in the class and eighth in the cohort during the preliminary examination.
With such grades, it was certainly not difficult to get into Ping Cheng High School. It was also not difficult to get into The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China if he were to be more conscientious during the examination.
However, to Qiao Nan, ranking first in the whole of Ping Cheng was something unexpected. "Congratulations. You have worked very hard during this period. Although I didn't teach you for that long, I am very proud of you. Nevertheless, when you attend high school, you must remember to maintain the same learning habits. Learn humbly. Don't let your own ego be inflated and forget what your surname is. If you really can't do that, return to your junior high school and ask for all the formal examination papers that you have taken during the past three years. Store them away properly. When you feel that you are feeling a little light in your head, take them out and flip and read it."
There were many intelligent students but also many more were becoming complacent and arrogant because of the good grades that they had attained.
Once this situation occurred, the originally good grades would slip and it would be difficult to revert. After all, the up and down changes were not only the grades but also the sensitive self-esteem of a teenager in his adolescence.
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, don't worry. I remember all that you have taught me previously. I've also written down some of the words. Before the middle school examination, I read through your words. I was thus able to quiet down and revise. Teacher Xiao Qiao, thank you. I was not nervous at all during middle school examination. My brains were extremely alert. If not, I wouldn't be able to fare so well during the examination. Teacher Xiao Qiao, thank you. Really, thank you so much."
It was not just the parents of the students. Even the boy did not expect that he would be the top student in Ping Cheng one day, and it was for the middle school examination!
When he came in eighth in the cohort previously, he believed that was his greatest limit of achievement.
After he read through Teacher Xiao Qiao's words, he relaxed his mood during the middle school examination, made himself feel less nervous, and did not give himself so much pressure. He only quietly told himself that it was also to maintain his current grades.
Who would have expected that, in the end, he had not only attained top in the cohort but also top in Ping Cheng.
When he first knew about this, the boy was so elated that he almost cried.
His previous grades were only above average. He had never been a teacher's pet. It was only until he joined Qiao Nan's vacation class that his status in the teachers' hearts started to rise. He finally knew how it felt like to be an outstanding student in the class.
At the thought that the school had a huge banner with his name printed on it when he went to receive his report card today, the boy felt so emotional that he did know what to say!
Tears welled up in his eyes. He felt embarrassed as he stubbornly sniffed. "Teacher Xiao Qiao, I feel that the most correct thing I have done in my life is to learn from you during the summer vacation last year!"
[1] Lei Feng was a soldier in the People's Liberation Army and is a communist legend in China. After his death, he was characterized as a selfless and modest person devoted to the Communist Party, Mao Zedong, and the people of China.


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!"

Author's Note: Wishing that all readers of this work will be able to enjoy a relationship like this. Hope you'll have the time of your lives, and live with affection. Wishing you all to be eternally happy, blissful, a life filled with pleasure, and to good health.

It was summer. Cicadas were singing and the sun was shining through the window onto Xie Meng's face. He could not help but raise his hand to block the sun, and the back of his shirt completely soaked.

Swaying, the bus halted at the bus stop. Following the crowd, Xie Meng squeezed his way down the bus. He frowned and wiped the sweat off his face, and made his way to the school gate in the scorching sun.

On the first day of school at W High, a festive red banner was hung across the school gate. On it was an old-fashioned message, "Today I'm Proud of W High, Tomorrow W High will be Proud of Me!" As a school that was not considered to be top-tiered, the quality of W High's teaching staff was not to be very diverse. As such, the enrolment numbers of new students were poor. There were only six classes in total for the first years, and each class had about forty students. Even on the first day of school, the campus did not seem very lively.

As there were only six classes, they were not divided in any specific manner. Xie Meng found his name and student number under Class Three's roster. When he entered the classroom, he found that many people were already there.

W High did not have an affiliated middle school. Most of the students here had either done badly in the high school entrance examinations or had poor grades in middle school. There were even a few girls with light makeup on, and they were looking curiously at Xie Meng.

No air-conditioning was available in the classroom. Sweat was dripping down Xie Meng's face, and his shirt was sticking to his body. His fair neck looked radiant in the light.

The whispers from the back row grew louder. As Xie Meng wiped his sweat, he took a seat. With his newly cut fringe, his eyes looked black and bright.

"Hey, Classmate." A petite girl came up to him. "What's your name?"

Xie Meng looked up, again wiping his sweat.

"I'm Wu Xiaomei." The girl stuck her hand out, tilting her head adorably. "How about you?"

Xie Meng hesitated for a moment. He wiped his sweaty hand on his pants, then shook Wu Xiaomei's hand. "Xie Meng."

"I graduated from Q Middle School." She pointed at the group of people at the back row. "They're from L Middle School, and only Mimi is from the same school as me." The girl referred to as Mimi was a little shy, from her seat, she smiled at the two of them.

Xie Meng was silent for a while before he slowly said, "I'm from S Middle School."

"S Middle School?" Wu Xiaomei was surprised. "That's the best middle school in the province. I remember that it has an affiliated high school. Isn't that also the top school in the province?"

Xie Meng gave an imprecise acknowledgment. Wu Xiaomei studied him and was about to continue asking, but had to give up with the successive arrival of more new students.

"Would you like to sit with us?" Wu Xiaomei invited warmly. "The teacher isn't here yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, a fat man looking like the Maitreya Buddha walked in. With a booming voice, he laughed, "Who said I wasn't here yet? Quick, go take your seats."

Wu Xiaomei pouted a little and returned to her seat reluctantly. Although there were still a few students absent, Maitreya could not wait any longer and started giving them their seating arrangement.

"Oh, a little handsome boy." Maitreya called out. "You'll sit in the middle. What's your name?"

"Xie Meng." He brought his bag over.

Maitreya glanced at him. "I remember you. Your score was very high, you only needed a couple more points for direct enrolment in S High."

Xie Meng shook his head, "I didn't do my best."

Maitreya patted his shoulder, "A person sometimes accidentally misses a step in life. Continue working hard, don't be discouraged."

Xie Meng nodded and said earnestly, "Thank you, Teacher."

Maitreya was buoyant, repeating "no need to thank me", he directed the rest of the students to their seats.

"Wu Xiaomei!" Maitreya was so loud that he gave people a shock. "Don't always think of sitting next to a handsome boy! No puppy love allowed!"

Wu Xiaomei replied impatiently, "Who's thinking of puppy love! Can't I have some eye candy?"

The rest of the students burst out laughing. Everyone was well-intentioned, and no one jeered. Xie Meng smiled as well. Wu Xiaomei blushed as she looked at him, playfully sticking her tongue out.

Xie Meng followed a few other boys to collect his school books and uniform. The books were very very heavy, and a few trips had to be made to collect them all. On his nth trip, Xie Meng came back to find a few boys blocking the doorway.

Maitreya seemed to be scolding someone, but his tone was not strict, "Be a better student! You're late for the first day of school!"

Then, he added, "You dyed your hair? Get rid of it by tomorrow!"

Xie Meng squeezed his way between two boys in the back row with an "excuse me", and the boy standing in front turned to look at him.

"I was born with this hair colour." The boy turned his head back very quickly. Tugging at his fringe, he spoke lazily, "Teacher, if I dye it black, that'll be actual dyeing."

Brought to agner, Maitreya rolled up the class list and smack the boy's head with it, "Acting like a rascal, in what way do you look like a student?!"

Even after getting hit, the boy was not angry. With a rakish smile, he spoke to the person next to him then looked for a place to sit. When Xie Meng was going to make another trip for the books, he stood up as well.

"I'm Ji Qinyang." The boy placed his hand on the corner of the table and introduced himself casually. He tilted his head to look at Xie Meng. With a smile on his face, he was very good looking.

"… Xie Meng." He paused before he said his name. Ji Qinyang nodded, mumbling to himself, he repeated Xie Meng's name.

Without thinking about it, Xie Meng looked up at him, and the other person smiled at him.

Someone came from behind and placed his hand on Ji Qinyang's shoulder. He seemed to be very popular, and soon became one with the rest of the boys in the class. Xie Meng followed behind them, as they walked through the corridor, the wind blew in through the windows, and the blue curtains fluttered. Xie Meng stopped, he turned his head and shut his eyes, enjoying the cool summer breeze upon his face.

Military training began the next day. The schedule that was originally spread across three days was all compressed within a day. Lining up in formation, marching, standing at rest, within half a day, many students could not handle it.

Taking off his cap, Xie Meng went to wash his face, his fringe sticking to his forehead due to his sweat. Splashing his face with a couple of handfuls of water, as he was fanning his collar, he suddenly heard a loud whistle coming from the field.

The instructor happened to be playing basketball with several boys, and Ji Qinyang was one of them.

The boy was tall, and when he jumped up, his dark brown hair seemed to glow under the sun. Skilfully, he dribbled the ball past his opponent, and with a yell he shot the ball into the net.

Xie Meng looked at that bright smile, and silently replaced the cap back on his head.

Only when the lunch break ended were Ji Qinyang and his group of friends willing to come back. They were sweaty, looking as though they were steaming with heat. Just as Xie Meng was bending over to refill the water dispenser, he turned around to see Ji Qinyang behind him.

"Let me help you." With a smile, the boy rolled up his sleeves. The sweat on his face had dripped to his neck. Just standing next to him, Xie Meng could feel the heat exuding off him.

They worked together and replaced the bulky bottle for the water dispenser. Xie Meng thanked him, then walked off alone with the empty bottle. When he returned, he saw Ji Qinyang talking to the boy next to him.

"You seem to know Xie Meng quite well?" The boy asked without any malice.

Ji Qinyang did not reply, shaking his head as he drank his water.

"People from S Middle School are very impressive. Not many people in the entire class would dare to take the initiative to talk to him."

Ji Qiyang smiled with a cock of his eyebrow, "What an exaggeration."

The boy punched him lightly, "He's good at studies, and proud."

"So what." Ji Qinyang spoke indifferently. "He's now in the same school as us."

Xie Meng leaned against the door, only entering the classroom when they finished their conversation. When he walked past Ji Qinyang, he was sprawled across his table, and no one knew if he was asleep or not.

Most of the girls were already awake. Wu Xiaomei crept over to Xie Meng and poked him on his shoulder. Putting her hands around her mouth, she spoke mysteriously, "This Ji Qinyang is very famous in our school."

Xie Meng was a little curious, and just like her, he replied in a low voice. "He's from your school?"

Wu Xiaomei nodded. Under the boy's gaze, her face reddened a little. Mustering up her courage, she started gossiping, "He only focuses on certain subjects, and he had won prizes with his chinese essays before. He can play many instruments… I heard that after school, he would go to that kind of places to play, but I don't know if it's true or not…"

"That kind of places?" Xie Meng could not help repeating. "What kind of places?"

Wu Xiaomei looked a little evasive, she hesitated. "It's not any place good…"

Xie Meng blinked.

Wu Xiaomei hurriedly continued, "I've also only heard it from others. It may not be true."

"Oh."

Wu Xiaomei might have felt that she spoke a little too much, she gave an embarrassed dry laugh. The two of them spoke a little more, only separating when the instructor came in.

The afternoon was a repeat of the morning. However, the boys now had an additional activity, crawling forward. Twenty over boys were divided into two groups, and a few instructors set up the rope nets across the grounds. After a few practices, they were going to be timed, and the slowest group had to do a round of frog jumps around the field.

Xie Meng was the leader of the first group, and Ji Qinyang was the leader of the second one. The instructor suggested for them to decide the order with an arm-wrestling match, whoever who lost would crawl first.

Xie Meng pushed up his sleeves. Despite being in the sun for so long, his skin was still very fair. However, it did not look delicate, the lines of his arms had a youthful gracefulness to them. Ji Qinyang was already seated at the table, raising his arm with a smile on his face.

The both of them clasped their hands together. Ji Qinyang's body temperature was a little higher, his palm was dry and warm. Xie Meng was lost in his thoughts, by the time he regained his wits, his hand had already been forced halfway down.

Enthusiastic cheers erupted around them.

Ji Qinyang was very strong, having gained the advantage, he tried forcing Xie Meng's wrist down, but it was not as easy as he thought it would be.

The back of Xie Meng's hand always maintained a safe distance from the table. He did not tremble, and his hand remained steady. Ji Qinyang raised his brow, with steady amusement, he looked at the person across him, and realised that Xie Meng was frowning at him.

Their eyes met, then Xie Meng suddenly relaxed. In the eyes of others, it looked like Ji Qinyang had successfully forced Xie Meng's hand down, but only Ji Qinyang knew that it was the other person who had decided to put his own hand down.

Ji Qinyang did not express any special joy or displeasure after winning. He smiled cheerfully and patted Xie Meng's shoulder. "Thanks bro."

Xie Meng replied politely, "You're welcome."

In this moment, they probably would not have thought that in the years to come, arm-wrestling would become the best way for them to resolve their differences. Winning or losing did not matter, as most of the time, winning was not dependent on strength, just like how Xie Meng purposely lost to Ji Qinyang today.

Because, in their lives, winning or losing was not the only thing that was important anymore.

That day, the collective timing of Ji Qinyang's group was two seconds slower than Xie Meng's group. With cheeky grins, the youths did their frog jumps around the field. The rays of the setting sun shone across the red running tracks, and the shadows crept along slowly. Due to the long distance, Ji Qinyang's face was blurry, but Xie Meng knew that he was definitely still smiling.

There was no reason for it, that was just how he thought it would be.

After the military training, their studies became more intense. The interactions between Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang were like raindrops falling into a lake, after a few ripples, they faded to nothing. Other than being in the same classroom, listening to the same teachers, completing the same homework, and being classmates, they did not have any other things in common.

In the eyes of the teachers, Xie Meng was a model gifted student. He was calm and restrained, and even a little boring. He was not talkative, and the only person close to him was a boy called Zhang Ganggang, and the only reason for that was because their desks were next to each other.

At the beginning, Zhang Ganggang was a little intimidated by Xie Meng. Thinking that the other had graduated from S Middle School, his results were great, and he looked very aloof, he would definitely look down on him. However, after interacting with him, he realised that that was not the case at all.

Xie Meng was very gentle.

Although it was a little sissy to use gentle to describe a boy, but Zhang Ganggang felt that no one was more suitable than Xie Meng to be described as gentle.

Just like a pretty hard candy, so pretty that people were reluctant to eat it. Finally, after putting it in their mouth, they would feel that it was sweet, and then after biting into it, they would discover that even the heart of the candy was soft inside.

… Zhang Ganggang felt that his description was a little mushy, but that was truly how he felt.

Of course, Xie Meng did not know that his desk mate had described him like that. He was working on his algebraic homework, and once he was done, he placed it on Zhang Ganggang's desk.

"I've calculated the problems already, take a look yourself." Xie Meng was very patient. He had been deskmates with Zhang Ganggang for nearly two months, and nearly everyday he would have to do the mathematics class exercises and homework twice, not including the revision after each quiz.

Zhang Ganggang joyfully took the exercise book. Following Xie Meng's calculations, he calculated them himself one more time, then erased Xie Meng's work when he was done.

While erasing, Zhang Ganggang exclaimed, "The midterms are coming."

Xie Meng was fairly indifferent. "Yes."

"What am I going to do with maths?" Zhang Ganggang moaned. "Even you won't be able to save me…"

"…" Xie Meng wanted to tell him that he had no intentions of saving him anyway.

"But it doesn't matter." Zhang Ganggang suddenly cheered up. Xie Meng could almost see his HP level recovering. "As long as Ji Qinyang is around, Maitreya won't look for me. Not only is Brother Yang has high HP, he can also taunt very well!"

Xie Meng's pen came to a stop. "Ji Qinyang?"

"Brother Yang had once got a score of 1 for Mathematics in middle school, and the only reason why he got that mark was because his name was written very properly on the exam paper and his handwriting was very neat."

"… He handed in a blank paper?"

Zhang Ganggang shook his head, "No, he wrote a lot, why else would the teacher think that his handwriting was neat?"

"…" Xie Meng was incredulous. "He wrote so much, but they were all wrong?"

Zhang Ganggang looked as though he completely understood. "Yes, that's right. He just didn't know how to do it."

… This was too unbelievable. Xie Meng thought as he twirled his pen. He turned around to look at the back row. Ji Qinyang was writing something with his head buried, sweeping his gaze across the rostrum, their eyes met. Ji Qinyang was slightly taken aback, before smiling at him.

Xie Meng looked at him, then looked away after awhile.

Nasib tidak pernah baik pada Ji Ning. Terburuk oleh penyakit dan lemah seumur hidupnya di Bumi, Ning tahu sejak awal bahwa dia akan mati saat remaja. Apa yang tidak dia ketahui adalah bahwa memang ada kehidupan setelah kematian, dan bahwa alam semesta adalah tempat yang jauh lebih besar daripada yang dia pikirkan. Perputaran nasib yang beruntung (salah satu dari sedikit dalam kehidupan Ning) berarti bahwa Ning terlahir kembali ke dunia Dewa dan monster, Ki Refiners dan Fiendgods yang kuat, sebuah dunia tempat Dinasti berlangsung selama jutaan tahun. Dunia yang lebih besar ... namun juga lebih kecil ... daripada yang bisa dia bayangkan. Dia akan memiliki kesempatan untuk bergabung dengan mereka, dan dalam kehidupan ini, Ning bersumpah pada dirinya sendiri, dia tidak akan pernah membiarkan dirinya menjadi lemah lagi! Era ia dilahirkan adalah era yang sunyi sepi, tapi Ning akan menjadikannya era.

District K Second Middle School was an ordinary school, but perhaps since it was so close to the most prestigious, private school in the city; it also garnered a lot of attention. As a result, the school would more or less get incidental publicity. Of course, the most obvious reason for this was that the school covered a huge area.
From the size of the campus alone, the area of the Second Middle School was already almost as big as Cang Lan Private High School. This school was also very specially built. The entire school was split into four main buildings in the north, south, east, and west. They were arranged in a clockwise direction: the high school teaching buildings, the comprehensive office buildings, the junior high school teaching buildings, and the dormitory buildings. Among these buildings were also many embellishments like flower beds and pools. A bird-eye view of this school would present what looked like a European garden. 
The designer at the time had been inspired by the brilliant prestigious school across from ours. He obviously had the ambition to transform this school into a European-style garden campus. Every single building on the school campus contained signs of the designer's ambition. Unfortunately, the unknown designer's ambition far surpassed his abilities. The result was that the style of the school buildings was European Gothic, mixed with Oriental, Arabic, Greek, and other characteristics. Overall, it made the campus look like a theme park full of fantasy styles and humorous elements. The most unique of these elements was in front of the high school teaching buildings: a tall, broach spire seated on two red round pillars. This was the result of mixing Oriental and European Gothic styles. 
In the center of the school campus was a building of another style. In the beginning, the designer in charge of the renovations planned to install a huge fountain here. In the middle of the fountain, there was supposed to be a group of pure-white, jade statues. The area around the fountain was supposed to be built into a garden for the students to rest. However, regrettably, the shortage of funds remaining after completion of the four unimpressive buildings caused this vision to fall to pieces. Thus, the center of the school became a wasteland covered in weeds. It was only in recent years that the leader of the school had come up with a brilliant idea.
To change this wasteland into four toilets.
The architectural layout of this school really caused me a lot of resentment. The main reason for this was that the high school teaching buildings and the junior high school teaching buildings were placed at two ends of the huge school campus. Every time I had to fetch Pandora from school, I had to walk more than ten minutes, across the biggest restroom-area in the school. It was a huge mess.
"Stupid architectural layout," was what Sandora had to say as she passed by the restrooms in the middle of the school campus (囧) as I dragged her through it. 
Look, even aliens could tell that this entire layout was stupid.
On the way, Sandora used our spiritual connection to ask me: "No matter what, that lass is a General, a high-ranking Xyrin Apostle, right? Why do you have to pick her up after school?" 
On the spot, I explained to Sandora the story of Pandora disguising as my blind little sister. At that moment, I realized that having this spiritual connection with Sandora was a really good thing. At the very least, the high-speed information transmission made the entire communication process much more efficient than speaking. 
"Well… the lives of carbon-based beings are so weird indeed. However, it does sound very interesting!" 
"… I really don't know how you Xyrin Apostles live ordinarily. You don't have any family, do you?" 
"Why do you think so? We have families and relatives as well, but they're just a bit different from carbon-based beings' concepts. Furthermore, you shouldn't say 'you Xyrin Apostles', but 'us Xyrin Apostles'. Don't forget, although you are a carbon-based being, you are also a high-ranking Xyrin Apostle." 
I nodded and said, "Yes, I remember that. Right, I still don't know what identity you came here under. You wouldn't keep that a secret from me, would you?" 
"Well… hehe, I'll tell you. I am from a 'distinguished' family!" 
I looked at Sandora's grin and felt a chill run down my spine. What kind of shocking thing was this crazy fella going to do next? 
At that moment, a bright-looking girl suddenly ran towards me, shouting, "You are Lili's big brother, right? Come, quick! Lili is being bullied!" 
I looked up and saw a skinny, short-haired girl running towards me. I vaguely remembered her as one of Pandora's classmates. She normally took extra care of the 'blind, pitiful' Pandora. Unfortunately, since she was not that important, the author did not bother giving her a name… keke, everyone can act like you did not just read that.
"Huhu…" the unknown girl panted as she stopped in front of me. As she tried to catch her breath, she said, "I finally found you. Quick, go over. Lili is being bullied by a few students from another school!"
"Bullied?" I asked with a strange expression. "Really? What kind of people are bullying her?" 
"I think they are very rich students. I heard they're from Cang Lan. Quick, go over!" 
Sandora and I exchanged a knowing look and then immediately asked, "What is that lass doing?!" 
Although I did not believe that Pandora—whose battle skills were comparable to an entire heavily-armed army—could be bullied, for the future of the human race, I decided to rush over anyway. I immediately followed the girl and sprinted towards the junior high school teaching buildings.
At the bottom of the junior high school buildings, we saw many people gathered in a group.
Sandora and I ran to the group and found that there was no way we could squeeze in. As a result, I shouted, "Lili, are you there?!" 
The moment I shouted, I remembered that I could use my spiritual connection to talk to Pandora.
Then, I heard Qianqian's voice from inside the group. "Ah Jun? You're here!" 
Qianqian arrived here before I did.
After much effort, Sandora and I finally pushed our way into the middle of the group. Then, we saw what was happening inside.
There were about ten meters of open space in the middle of the circle. Pandora was standing there expressionless, her two gray eyes unfocused as she faced forward. Behind her, Qianqian looked extremely nervous. Qianqian was holding onto Pandora's shoulders. Standing opposite them were a few young students who looked about my age. They were all dressed in expensive clothing. The leader of the group looked familiar to me. However, at that moment, I could not recall where I had seen him before.
The moment we arrived, everyone in the crowd looked at us. Qianqian turned to me and happily exclaimed, "Ah Jun, you are here!" Then, on seeing Sandora, she frowned. "Sandora, have a good trip home…"
I really had to give it to this girl for her tact.
The few students opposite Qianqian looked slightly shocked when they saw me. Then, all of them turned to the princess-like, elegant, and beautiful Sandora. "Whoa," they exclaimed together.
"Pandora, what's the matter?" I asked the emotionless Lolita through our spiritual connection.
"The leader of these carbon-based beings seemed to have taken a liking to Big Sister Qianqian. They tried to take her away, so I stopped them."
So that was what happened. I glanced at the rich boy in front of me, having already guessed the true story. It was not Pandora who was being bullied but Qianqian. This was such a tacky storyline.
Since they dared to harbor designs on my Qianqian, they could not blame me for turning ugly. I had just been thinking of trying out this new, strong body that Sandora had given me. I also wanted to familiarize myself with the new Xyrin long-range attacks that I gained recently. I just had to be careful to leave the boy alive once I was done.
Just as I was thinking about how I should test all these new skills out on the boy in front of me, the leader of the group spoke first—to Qianqian.
"What's your decision? Pretty girl, have you thought about it? Come with me. Then, you won't have to stay in this rotten school and hang out with these poor fellas. What's more, I can even let you experience days you would never imagine. I will treat you just like a princess…" 
This little brat dressed in branded clothing had very low standards indeed. He did not even have the right words to woo a girl.
"Blond beauty—" the tacky, rich boy turned to Sandora curiously—"although this Chinese girl is a strong competitor to you, I am all for universal love. I am willing to give every girl a fair, fighting chance. If you're willing, perhaps I can promise…" 
… Was this fella retarded?! 
Not just me, but every other person present—including the children in the first year of junior high—was looking at this tacky, rich boy in the middle of the circle as if he was an idiot. He loved himself to such a degree; one could say that it was like he was from another planet.
Just as I was losing my patience and preparing myself to torture this boy unilaterally in a manner that would appease everyone in the crowd, Sandora suddenly smiled gently beside me. Then, in an icy-tone that sent chills down everyone's spine, she said, "Heh… it seems like something unpleasant will happen today…" 


The legendary tale of the Xyrin Empire is not about its struggles... or the tempest of another world or some cultivation myth. This is a super-serious, super-hard sci-fi novel about saving the world. 
Take what I’m saying seriously... 
Not.
Okay, this is just a funny story about a deceptive human emperor, bringing his bunch of slippery alien leaders to have fun saving the world every day.
Chen Jun is an unmotivated otaku who turns into the Emperor of an ancient intergalactic magic sci-fi empire. With the aura of a stay-at-home dad, he is nothing but a  middle-aged man who adopts a group of lolis... and an army of freeloading aliens that came out of nowhere. Er, what?
Ahem. Really though, this is a super-serious story... a super-mega-ultra-serious sci-fi story.
For the Empire!

When I passed out from middle school I went to admunds high school...
It was my first day at high school. I choose to wear a light blue washed jeans with a white tee and white adidas originals shoe and my long hairs falling upon my shoulders... I entered the school gate and walked towards the corridor..I saw many peoples there but unfortunately none is known to me... so i was all alone... suddenly i overheard the gossips of nearby girls talking about some bad popular boy of paulite school which was a popular middle school and not everyone could afford that was going to join in this high school... admunds is also a famous high school for rich kids and i was able to enter here with a scholarship as i was orphan and my aunt who has brought me up can't afford the fees of this high school..
    Then I heard the screams of all the girls and boys who all went towards the school gate..
   I was curious and went towards the crowd and saw a ferrari entering and went to the parking lot then saw a boy with a white tee under denim jackets and black jeans with a pair of nike shoes..
   The boy was having golden brown hair with greenish black eyes...his jaw was mesmerizing..he was tall and masculine..
     He got down from the car and walked towards the corridor others were screaming out and some girls were even trying to block his way by giving letters or asking out but he ignored them like no one exist...
    Suddenly I felt like the face was familiar to me it was like I have seen these boy somewhere then I remembered its Epson whom I met one year ago and had almost an crush upon him but never had the courage to contact him and tell about my feelings...

“Hit me, I’ll be fine.
Hurt me, I’ll be okay.
But trap me for life,-
I ensure you hell.”

Krystal Wu is a 19 years old student. Having to take on the burden of being the breadwinner of her family at such a young age she had no choice but to sign a contract with the ruthless man one can ever know. While she was bound to continue the give and take , she was exposed to his secrets one by one and that leads to the biggest nightmare of her life. And what was left in her life was nothing other than R-E-V-E-N-G-E. But the peak of her revenge was none other than the contracted man “ Lu Zhengyun”. Will she succeed or things will go opposite??

I have rewritten the whole story after deleting the childish story I wrote long back. Hope you will like it. Don’t get confused with the number of viewers...

A young boy is with a high school girl in a room. The girl is playing the Clair de Lune and the young boy is sitting on her side. The young boy looks at the girl and he can't see her face because the sunlight is blinding his eyes.
.
.
The young boy saw a man strangled the girl. The man saw him and the young boy got scared and he ran away. While he is running on the street he saw a light and he looks. A car is about to hit him and the alarm suddenly rang and he suddenly woke up.
"A dream…?" Mashiro said
He cover his face and he sigh. 
"Today is the first day of school…" Mashiro said in his mind
He stood up and wash his face. After he washes his face he goes down stair and eats his breakfast. After he eats he goes to school.
At school
He go and look for the class he is.
"Class C" Mashiro said in his mind
He go to the room and someone suddenly pat his shoulder and he turn around.
"Yo! We are in the same class again!" Takashi said
"Yeah" Mashiro said
"Good morning Amano-kun, Maekawa-kun!" Reiko said
"Good morning Arai-san!" Mashiro and Takashi
They go to their seats. After few minutes the teacher arrives.
Break
"We are going to enter there?" Takashi said
"Of course, that is the only we can enter." Mashiro said
They go to the faculty room.
"Excuse me!" Mashiro and Takashi said
They enter the faculty room.
"Um…who is the coach of basketball team?" Takashi said
"I'm the coach of basketball team what can I help to you guys?" Takeo said
"We want to enter basketball club!" Takashi said
"Then, fill this up." Takeo said
"Yes!" Mashiro and Takashi said
They fill the paper up and after few minutes they done filling the papers.
"Here!" Mashiro and Takeo said
"After school go to the gym for the start of the training." Takeo said
"Yes!" Mashiro and Takashi said
After school
"Have you two enter the basketball club?" Reiko said
"Yeah, how about you? Did you enter in archery club?" Mashiro said
"Yeah" Reiko said
"I see…then, see you later." Mashiro said
"Yeah, see you later" Reiko said
They go change clothes and go to the gym
"Nice to meet you first years! My name is Kusumoto Takeo I'm the coach of basketball team and he is the captain. Introduce yourself." Takeo said
"Yes" Eiji said
Eiji look at them
"Nice to meet you! My name is Fukuda Eiji I'm the captain of basketball team. Pleased to meet you guys." Eiji said
"Then, start introducing yourselves. Name, position and school in middle school." Takeo said
They started to introduce their selves. After few minute Mashiro's turn.
"My name is Amano Mashiro my position is point guard and I'm from Minami Middle school" Mashiro said
"My name is Maekawa Takashi my position is small forward and I'm from Minami Middle school" Takashi said
After few minutes they done introducing their selves.
While Reiko 
The archer club has started to practice. Reiko go to her position. She stand upright with feet shoulder width apart, and feet at 90 degrees to the target. Grip the bow and keep a relaxed grip on the bow handle. Place the arrow on the bow. Turn the bow so that it is horizontal and the arrow rest is facing upwards. After that she do the finger position, draw, aiming, and release. The arrow hit the center.
"She is good…" Yuki said in her mind
After few hours the training has end.
Reiko saw Mashiro and Takashi in the gate.
"Amano-kun! Maekawa-kun!" Reiko shouted
They turn around and saw Reiko
"Arai-san" Mashiro and Takashi said
"Are you going home now?" Reiko said
"Yeah" Takashi said
"Let's go" Mashiro said
"Yeah" Takashi and Reiko said

"Ugh..." Ethan groaned as he woke up from his slumber. Ethan found himself in the same bed he woke up from earlier.

"Hey, bud. You gave us quite the scare." Taro said as he noticed that Ethan finally woke up, He was sitting in a chair near the bed.

"How long has it been?" Ethan sleepily asked as he sat up on the edge of the bed.

"About an hour or so," Taro answered.

"Ah...so they are already gone." Ethan sighed as he rubbed his face.

"Kenny and Max? Yeah, they had to catch their flight. They wanted to stay, but I told them they couldn't miss their chance of witnessing the Asian Tournament first hand."

"Damn...I wish I could have gone with them somehow. It would be my first time leaving for a foreign country." Ethan thought as he frowned. "But wait...I'm in Japan right?" Ethan asked as he furrowed his brows.

"Of course. Where else do you think this is Hahaha?" Taro said as he patted Ethan's head."I think you may have hit your head. You are welcome to sleep a little bit longer, and come up front when you feel rested."

Taro stood up from his chair and left  Ethan alone in the room.

"How can I understand him when I obviously only know English. Is it because I'm in the dub version?" Ethan thought again.

Suddenly during his thought process, Ethan experienced a series of unanticipated flashbacks. A middle-aged man with purple hair was shouting at a younger version of this body.

Flashback-----

"Again! Do it again!" The man shouted into the microphone behind the bulletproof glass. The obscure place was a facility that secretly trained beybladers from a very young age. The current child using the training stadium in the closed-off room was giving him a headache.

"L-let it RIP!" The red-haired boy shouted as he jerked the cord from his launcher, releasing a generic black Beyblade. 

*Bang...Rzzzz!!*

The Beyblade had touched the far side of the stadium before it rushed into the middle.

The boy's knees began to buckle after standing on his feet for hours on end. He has done this exercise hundreds of times with the same results, and still, the man demanded him to practice more. 

"No! You have to be more precise! Faster! Stronger! Do it again!"

The boy frowned as he tried calling back his Beyblade to try again, but suddenly he fell to his knees. The exhaustion finally took over his body.

The boy then slowly struggled to get back up on his feet. "I-I can't," The boy muttered softly as he immediately fell back onto his knees.

"Get up! And DO IT AGAIN!" The man shouted as he was getting frustrated with the boy. Only a few minutes would pass before the man ultimately stormed into the closed-off room.

"Did you hear me?! I said do it again!" The man gripped the back of the boy's shirt and lifted him off of the floor.

"I-I CAN'T. I'm not like him! I'm not talented like he is!" The boy shouted as tears started to fall from his eyes. 

"Of course you aren't talented! But that is something that is fixed with work! But If you think you can't do this anymore...Then you are useless to me!! Scram!" The man instantly flung the boy to the side and vacated the room to handle other business.

The boy silently cried as he curled his body into a ball. He was at his wit's end, and no matter how hard he tried, he wasn't good enough to train with the others.

"Why...Why am I such a failure?" The boy asked himself as the tears continued to fall. 

Flashback end-----

Ethan was stunned after the flashback as he knew exactly who the man was, but he looked even younger.

"Why do I have these memories?" Ethan thought as he stood up on his feet. He furrowed his brows as he glanced at his Vulcan Horogium on the table next to him. 

"I don't understand why I have this body...But..." Ethan shook his head as if to get rid of his depressing thoughts. He then grabbed his Beyblade, and the pouch used to hold a launcher.

"I guess Mr. Tate wants me to have these." Ethan smiled a bit before sighing. "I suppose I'll take it one step at a time. I'm sure I'll eventually find out why I am here."

A week later----

Countless days of rest and eating hearty meals returned Ethan to a healthy state. The ten-year-old boy didn't look like a mummy anymore, and he used his newfound energy to practice beyblading every day. He also helped Taro run his store from time to time.

The neighboring kids were easy to get along with as they were all into Beyblades. The local parks always had kids battling each other, and Ethan couldn't resist playing along with them despite being mentally older. 

Today the man Taro woke up earlier to give Ethan a haircut as it was going to be his first day of middle school.

After the haircut, Taro immediately noticed the boy was quite the looker. "A lady killer just like that kid Kai.." He regretfully sighed.

"Is it done?" Ethan asked as he looked up at Taro.

"Hm? Yeah, it's done." Taro handed Ethan a small mirror.

"How did it turn out this way?!" Ethan inwardly shouted as he grabbed the mirror. His red hair was now short and spiky at the top.

"Am I the main character...Wait! Is it considered breaking the fourth wall if I say that? Or..." Ethan's mind was filled with many random thoughts until he was ultimately interrupted by a shout.

"Hey! Are you ready for school, Ethan!" The loud voice belonged to a young brown haired girl in a pink shirt and a short white skirt. The girl was adorable, but her fiery personality made it hard for people to get along with her. At least it was for Ethan. 

"Hilary..." Ethan sighed as he glanced at Taro. "Why have you done this to me?" He thought.

"Haha! Hilary is a good girl, and besides even bladers go to school. You need an education." Taro sternly said as he placed his hands on Ethan's shoulders. Taro opted to be Ethan's guardian a couple of days back and decided to put him in school.

Ethan wondered how Taro became his guardian so easily, and oddly enough the records displayed his name from the real world"Ethan Yates." But other than that it said that his origin was Russia!

"Do I really have to go?" Ethan asked with a slight frown.

"I already have everything set up for you. You, have to take this chance to learn more ok?"

Ethan knew Taro meant well with his decision to put him in school, and. However, He was mentally an adult! Ethan also didn't want to go to school as finding why is here is more important.

"But I told you I-"

"Ethan! Hurry up!" Hilary shouted again. She was tasked with showing the transfer kid around as a request from the school, and she intended to do an excellent job.

"It's just a stupid game. Why does everyone have to be into it?" Hilary muttered as she stood by the front counter, looking at all the Beyblade parts. Hilary was the president of the class Ethan transferred into, and a couple of her fellow classmen said that the boy was really into beyblading. 

"Well, are you going to keep her waiting?" Taro asked with a smile.

Ethan groaned as he ultimately left the chair and grabbed his small backpack. He didn't want to disappoint Taro after everything he has done for him. So, he decided to buckle down and go as he tries to figure out why he was using this body with the same name.

"Well, here we go to middle school!... Again. A fictional Japanese middle school? Maybe it won't be so bad."

On that day Ethan knew that he was wrong. Oh so wrong.

Ethan, a struggling college student who was on the verge of failing, enters a coma after suffering a terrible cardiac arrest.

Years would pass until eventually, his family pulls the plug. Ethan then finds himself inside a white room where he laid unmovingly for what seemed like an eternity.

In this state, he starts remembering all the good times he had, and the fondest was the time where he was a gullible kid. At the time he was undeniably into Beyblade. 

He watched the show and read the manga. 

He even went as far as begging his parents to buy him a Beyblade because he believed there was an actual beast inside of his Beyblade. He wanted to be just like...

"The winner of the National Beyblade Championship Tournament is Tyson!!!"

*Fan-Fiction that will loosely follow the story and evolve into something even greater..maybe!*

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade or anything related to it. Nor the picture. If the person has a problem then I'll take it down. :3

*Update* Generally will be one every day, but time will be erratic. If I don't update for a day then I was slammed with work. Thank you for your time!

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