New set of Memories

"And now that's checkmate!"

"Ugh, how come you win the entire time, brother?"

I said while tasting the defeat for the 5th time. It had token us for about four hours of chess match Francis.

"You were too distracted." He said while pumping his chest out, and his eyes lit up to show how genius he is compared to me. The radiant sky passes through our window.

lighting up our room. The breezing air comes through the open window with it; It seems like winter is coming? Francis whispers as he looks out from the window,

"You know, brother."

"What is it?"

"How come you are smart? And I don't?" I said as I re-arranged the pieces to the chessboard to play another match with him.

"If I were one, I wouldn't be making such blunders in our previous games."

"Fair enough, but still-"

As I finish arranging the entire chess piece into the board, Francis looks at me as he picks up the white pawn rising towards me.

"Just because you are smart that dose does not mean you can solve everything sometimes; when there is a mistake, we all have to do is fix it, simple as that."

"O-Ok, and what's that supposed to mean?"

"As I said, if you want to win, you must fix it."

the memories I had flashed by in an instant

"You better fix this next time."

As Professor Garcia said, he pulled out a bolt action revolver and aim at my head. My body went limp and fell to the floor, confused, as my dying breath went in an instant without any final words to leave behind in this unfortunate faith; my body went limp and fell to the floor, confused as the sound of the pistol ignited, leaving a lead on my head.

"Ugh, MY HEAD, what is this?"

The pain in my head felt like I had been stabbed by a small ball. I breathed heavily as I processed everything that was happening to me. Clock tower? Alicia? Prof. Garcia? As I mention Garcia, I feel the memories lock and load into me. I remember now, I whisper while standing up from my feet on the ground.

I look at the ground to see my pocket watch's shattered glass screen. In picking it up, I realized the stakes about what was about to happen, and the memories I inserted warned me. [I'll have this repaired next time.] I whispered as I slipped it into my breast pocket jacket.

I look around to find myself in front of the clock tower (So it seems I have returned to my first day as a university student). And decided to enter the clock tower with a plan in mind. When I stepped inside the room, as expected still the same as the last time. Instead, I shouted,

"ALICIA… ALICIA" the little doll who was reading her book beside the window was startled as he saw a guy barge in the room calling her name,

"What in heaven's names, WHO ARE YOU?"

As my introduction went in, I was caught off when Alicia raised her arms towards me, making me push back through the wall and paralyzed, unable to move. She then grabs a needle from a nearby sewing box and shoots it toward my neck; it stops as it touches my skin.

"Alright, intruder, before I end you here, I want you to ask these questions honestly!"

(What kind of sorcery is this!?) Alicia is still quick to angry as ever. However, I have no clue on how to explain everything to her, should I tell them everything or not. Everything is so complicated from just attending this University. It seemed like everything had just been planned for me.

"Hey, Alicia, are you here?" The door opens gently, and there comes a girl who steps in; it was Fiona; it seems she had seen me as well, holding up to the wall and being threatened by a needle. It feels weird that Alicia is aggressive compared to the last time we first met. Alicia then told Fiona what just transpired to this moment; after explaining, from my point of view, Fiona decided to join her side to interrogate me.

"I said answer the questioning boy!" (Think quick, Ange, how am I going to explain myself? if brother--were here how would he handle this type of situation, think, think, think….I don't want to do this, but I have to. I got no choice. Here it goes).

"Explain yourself, you intrude--"

"I HAVE SEEN A FUTURE!"

"…."

"What now?"

Both of them look at each other, confused from what I have just said to them, Alicia whispers to Fiona, and she nods at her. Then she opens her mouth.

"Proof it then if you see a future--"

"Your name is Fiona Alcaraz, she is your only friend, and both of you like to drink tea in this room from time to time."

As I spoke these words, it sounded as if Santa had been caught leaving gifts under the Christmas tree by kids. Alicia and Fiona were both disbelieved.

They both realized me and decided to be interrogated by Alicia, who seemed on guard during the whole interrogation. Considering my choice of approach came out of nowhere, I cannot blame her for being on guard.

It took me a few hours to calm things down and explain them to them. It's good that Fiona understood, however. I look beside her,

"But still, I don't trust you."

"I understand that."

What Alicia just said after explaining everything to her, it would take time to get gain her trust back. She was different from the last time we first met. For now, I should keep this going as neutral; I wouldn't want people to suspect me of acting weird and suspicious.

They both let me go, and I decided to return home at night. While In bed thinking about what I should do next,

"Hey, is there anything bothering you?"

Hugo, studying at his desk, just asked me a question, and I replied that I was fine; I didn't mention any about the clock tower because it seemed he does have any knowledge; asking him wouldn't change anything. I instead changed; while standing up, I decided to sit at my desk facing Hugo's back. Both and I talk for the whole night.

The next day I sat down at the gym, where we take place our Physical class, I didn't choose this, but it's required if you were a male student in this academy, props to them for making us physically fit in these times while taking each step in the field.

The instructor in charge of us made us jog the whole track field, just like how soldiers speed as a platoon. It's an exercise to help them march from a long distance to another.

It's not only jogging they task as here in this course but also fencing; after the jogging, we all take a short break while watching the other years practicing fencing, we watch as a match goes,

"What's wrong, rookies? Are you blind or something?"

"AGHH, Don't get too cocky; this is only a warm-up!"

Despite his experience and confidence in his fencing, he mocked his opponent's poor performance; the opponent charged at him with a sabre and attempted to thrust him in the chest; however, the opponent was not at the same level as him and could read his movements. The whole match ended in seconds as well as the bell rang.

"O-Okay, you win."

In the end, the experienced Fencer won the match by disarming his opponent from its attack. That was a quick match, I mumble as the audience watching the game from the start applauded the whole performance, enjoying something so dull. Anyhow I will need some allies to take down our Professor.

Garcia, if I remember correctly, he'd done it that he killed me in my previous life, at the right spot as I stepped inside the room in the clock tower; I was dead along with the two people I had known last time. But I don't believe which date is that going to happen. Have to find a way.

I grabbed my pocket watch from my pocket, and it was precisely 11; it was mine after class and the students who were done with their chosen course.

Now headed towards their next class or like me who go to the cafeteria to get lunch, it was a busy day for the lunch ladies who were preparing food for these hungry young kids in waiting in line for their turn.

As I watched many students get their meals and sit at different cafeteria tables, I also took my seat at a nearby table. I place down my cooked meat meal, and my favorite potato is poured with gravy.

Alongside fresh vegetables and a tuna sandwich, it had taken me minutes to finish my meal, and I had 20 minutes left for my next class; I decided to check up on someone I had to ask for a favor.

I followed someone who felt familiar; I followed the student whom I thought had some connection. I peaked at the left corner of the building to see, Naiver alone, and as I saw him.

I thought to approach him, but I was bombarded by a guy with his crossed arms while carrying a sabre sword on his left waist. It was the experienced Fencer from earlier, looking down at me suspiciously.