Chapter 5

The daily class was like is still the same as my past life but the only difference is the medium being used to teach and learn is quite a century develop than before.

Some topics did change and some were added, that being from science, history, and math subjects. Maybe because those three really change with years, not like the other subject? I thought as I wrote a simple short essay about how I wish to give my ten chances to a friend and live my life not going to do that world-hoping shit.

Of course, I destroyed I deleted the file as it's not going to get me a good passing grade if I sent that.

So I made an overly caked essay of how wonderful it be to have this experience and how excited I am to do it with all my heart. Note this isn't a touch of sarcasm, not at all.

I mean it's not like those teachers would individually read all students work like they rather occupied at the moment chatting to their friend while the class is doing classwork.

I stared at Miss Grey. Who's giving a kissing face to whoever she's talking to right now. One of the young teachers who rather desperately searching for the [ one ] of their life.

I ignored her and went to check my documented private files in my gadget when I notice a message notification from a stalker of mine.

Thefuturewifeofmydarling: how's school darling?(人ゝω・）

((Seen at 10:45))

Thefuturewifeofmydarling: Darling~ you notice me~(ﾉ∀`♥)

Thefuturewifeofmydarling: Darling I hope you're missing me (*≧▽≦)

Thefuturewifeofmydarling: because I miss you very much. (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Thefuturewifeofmydarling: that's right Darling would you want to have a candlelight dinner with me—

Before she can send her new text I have blocked her off my chat list.

That person... sigh. I rob my temple as close my gadget and only stared at the scene outside the window waiting for the time when the class ends.

...

"Marine!" A hand slam into my table as a face leans closer to me but it was enough to not have our face touch to my slight comfort. "Tell me the full details on how your riding to school with your princess!!" Cyan Siren start to integrate me about the details about the event from earlier.

She most likely one of the crowds from earlier than.' I thought as I close the handbook I'm holding and return it to my bag.

"What's to say if you know that's all that happened?" I said as I stared at her pure blue eyes than rather innocent of the world as she doesn't really experience hardship.

"Owww! Why! Where the romance in the car where you could ((censored)) and ((censored))!" She speaks the most impure words that made me rethink what I thought about her. 'never mind, writers like her have the most impure mind. Especially an erotic writer like her.' I thought as sweatdrop at her fantasy that should happen earlier that I'm pretty sure will stay as a dream.

I mean, she just said I might suddenly grow a dick and fuck Coral in the car when she gives me food sprinkled with a magical potion. I can't help but sigh again at how this person's illusion is far fetched to a mortal like me.

'Boss, pls shut up. People are looking at you in a way that you will regret after you have done narrating your silly fantasy story about what should happen earlier!'

I really want to shake her off her silly state but all I can do is stare at her as she does her crazy state of narration that either made my other classmate look at me with sympathy, wonder, and surveying eyes. Some were listening closely to whatever Cyan says as she did have a good voice for a storyteller—just that her words aren't usually good for loud voice storytelling. Ahem, erotic genre ahem.

"Miss Siren..." The good moral student, Laurel is now behind the oblivious ranting quite detailed pornography that almost has all hooked up even in some blushing state of others. Boys and girls but me are included.

"... she moans and says "ahhh~~!?" Her words weren't able to finish her words as a hand shut her mouth shut. "MHHAMM?!" She tried to remove it and was about to yell who dare ruined her storytelling but froze when she realized it was no other than Laurel.

"O-oh... I'm getting detention again aren't I?" She cried out her dark future which made Lauren nodded his head in a quite disappointing face while looking at his classmate.

"You shouldn't force your fantasy to people, Miss Siren."

"Psst. You just saying that as you like—" (¬_¬) She was about to say something she says something when her mouth was shut by a cookie slam to it. "Ackk!!" She almost chokes at it when that happens.

I look at my cousin who was now beside me and was the one who did that.

"Sweets keep stress away!" He says with a smile. He even gives one to Laurel as well. even he offers me one, I won't accept it as I'm not a big fan of sweets.

Ahh... he ended up taking all the food from the limo even from the secret compartment ha.' I stared bewildered at my crazy cousin attics.

"Mr. Verndari, that kind of actuation is quite dangerous!" The ultimate saint and morally man of this era, Laurel nags the person beside me.

"Eh? But I just give her a cookie that I especially feed her with~ isn't that a nice act of mine instead?" Maverick chuckle as he eats his cupcake while he seats on my table and lied his back to the window glass.

"That's not...." The trouble president doesn't know what to say anymore as the person his trying to lecture is busy eating and start playing on his phone.

"Maverick is so cute~" I heard a person fangirl in the background.

Apparently, this cousin of mine has his own fan club that always sends love letters and sweets to his locker every day. According to a very load classmate of mine who I rather heard from their very loud whisper that Maverick is the top 3 most popular guy in school and Top 1 in division C.

That being said the president it top 2 in school as he is known for his cool strictness ((there was a time someone plain out says he was a [daddy] martial.... and I heard that from the untrusting lewd mouth of Cyan.)) the top one was not a student but rather a teacher that I never really meet. not like I want to meet some top 1 stranger out of curiosity. the chatter of everyone around me realize even how the time seems to be different, some things might stay the same... hundred or thousand years might pass.

because time is just a simple reminder of how there limits in chances yet it doesn't mean there's no other beginning right after, you know?