The Arrival

Having the power to bring things from your dreams into reality is a very pleasant power. I have that power. I will say it again, It is very awesome.

But, having a restriction set upon it by your own parents, that shit hurts man. Just kidding, I have already discarded these emotions a long time ago. The only thing I can feel right now is coldness, everything feels so cold.

Ya, it's not because I am dying. I have been a weird kid, nobody needs to tell me that, I have realized it myself. I don't claim to be a genius or something, I am just very observative, I know that's not a word, who cares though?

" Everyone. " The teacher yelled at the class.

He didn't have to yell so loud, did he? Well, seeing that the people have still not stopped chattering like a bunch of animals, I find the teacher yelling at the top of his lungs to be appropriate.

" I said shut up." The teacher slammed his hand against the desk. This time everybody shut their mouths, I could tell they didn't fear the teacher, they only feared the concept of being kicked out of the school.

Everyone curiously eyed me. What was so interesting about me? The only thing I can say is interesting about me is, I have a small ball of gravity floating beside me, which looks like a ball of flying water.

The teacher's face was twisted in anger and I could imagine him saying, " Fucking sons of bitches think they are some kind of shit just because they have superpowers. " but he didn't. Probably because I was right beside him.

I looked at the class, everyone was seated in their seats. I chuckled, that was a nice joke I made. The floor of the classroom was blue and it was shining, expected of a no.1 school in the country.

There were 2 windows. There was a guy at the last desk sitting beside the window, looking out without having a care for the world.

Why am I shaking?

" Mr. Kuin, Introduce yourself. " I felt the teachers hand on me. I didn't like it.

Stepping to the side, which got rid of the teacher's arm from my shoulders, I introduced myself to these weaklings, " I am Kuin and I am going to rule this school. "

The class became quiet. Well, I would be surprised too if an 8-year-old boy wearing a shirt and a pant that reached his knees claimed he was going to rule the school.