Her first class

Her lips parted wide as she fell over him whereas his wide eyes in shock scanned her and body become froze.

Finally, she fell and her hoody over her head was brushed back with a gust of wind.

Fortunately, they didn't make any skin contact since Cynthia held the hands of chair and refrained from falling over him but her long silver hair brushed his cheeks gently as her head was above his at a little distance.

Soft smooth hair touched his cheeks gently like a cotton shower and he become deadly froze over his soon to act disease.

Cynthia pushed herself back with her hands on the table and took a deep breath of relief.

"Sorry for the trouble, miss!" the waiter who accidently bumped into her, apologised heartily and Cynthia slightly nodded while covering her long hair back with the hoody.

The waiter left but as Cynthia apologized to Ed, she faltered seeing the three frozen statues in front of her. no one really moved an inch and the twins wide and startled eyes were staring Ed in shock.

It was out of Cynthia mind to understand what was going on in the mind of three idiots.

"Well, I am sorry! But was it that startling?" she looked at the twins and then threw a look at Ed.

She slowly approached him with her outstretched hand as it appeared that he wasn't moving at all. His head was still staring up at the ceiling and eyes wide open.

It looked funny but Wayne quickly blocked her path before she could reach Ed, "He is ok, miss. You should leave".

She frowned and shrank her neck back while swallowing and slightly nodded.

…

They made me feel like a dirt!

Being irritated by the behaviour the trio from the restaurant did, she frowned deeply. She had no idea why they reacted like that but she was sure that she felt bad because of them.

Taking a few deep breaths outside the classroom, she finally built the courage to step inside.

It's been a while she retreated from the outside world and now, she was back.

In the big auditorium, she would be the youngest student as she was only 19 while others were already in their early twenties. After all she skipped some classes to get in the college quickly.

It was the physics class and she sat at the last seat though front was still available.

Students were moving freely since the physics teacher was yet to come.

Her eyes rolled to observe the kids. Some had zig zag hair while some looked complacent while burying their head in thick books. 

But what Cynthia noticed most were the colourful hair they had. They coloured their hair because they liked it so, from Cynthia point of view, there was no need to hide her hair because no one will recognize her natural hair colour and consider it as artificial.

"So, what should I do now?" Cynthia took a deep breath and exhaled while muttering.

She was quite anxious and awkward in front of all the eyes that saw her as someone foreign.

This was their first meeting after all.

While she kept distance from others and sat behind, two girls greeted Cynthia with their baffled look.

One had deep red hair that came down her shoulder and looked quite tall whereas the other one was pretty short both from height and the hair on her head.

Both wearing pair of hot pants and crop top of different colour.

Furrowed brows and scanning deep black eyes. Their not so pretty face full of make up already looked enough ugly but with a frown they looked ugliest.

While chewing gums in their mouth, they dropped their laptop bags on the desk in front of Cynthia, "This is… our place, you foreign piece of shit better search for a different seat". The tall girl said.

[Warning!]

[Cayna Cilde – daughter of the principal of Onlon university]

[Nature – hot headed and troublesome]

Cynthia got a warning from her automatic identification spectacle while staring at the tall girl and then stared at the short girl.

From her spectacle, she found out that the short one was called Lara, who belonged to a middle class family and also Cayna best friend.

"What a piece of idiotic foreign bitch! Are you deaf? Quickly get lost from my eyes!" her loud tone almost irritated Cynthia ears. 

She silently got up and moved to the second last bench without making any ruckus since her motto was to act as if she didn't exist.

As she took a seat, a guy in spectacles who looked like a nerd asked her seriously, "You look unfamiliar. Are you from a different class and if so, please leave this class before professor reaches here? He is quite strict to students who are not from his class".

Cynthia swallowed.

Why must they give me this much attention? Can't they silently do their work?

She was irritated and then with her sweet voice that sounded sweet no matter how loud she shouted, she said, "Its not like that, so don't be worried".

The guy from the first bench shook his head in irritation toward Cynthia and started to do his work until finally the teacher made his appearance.

She is dead!

The nerd guy scoffed thinking about Cynthia since he considered her as an outsider and for an outsider, the professor was deadly strict.

Someone who was not his student sneaked inside and left while crying and after that no one dared to repeat it again no matter how they liked the professor classes after all, he was quite famous in his field.