The Bangtan Boys unexpectedly find theirselves lost in the city of England, and being who they are find that they've lost their passports.

Another problem, they have an important promise to make come true and to make it in the next 12 hours in the years biggest Friday Fashion Highlight in the city of love Paris.
 
But no one recognises them! They can barely speak English and have minimal recollection of what happend the crazy - supposedly bachelor party - night before and how they ended up in England rather than in France. 

This is one big case of a Celebrity Hangover!

~Inspired by 'the Hangover' ~ First time writing a fan fiction hope you guys enjoy it.

Jun takes a long while in the bedroom so I slowly look around the apartment. There is a living room with some sofa, a television, a tea table and a stereo set. Then there is a kitchen with a nice stove, microwave, refrigerator, an island and a few stools by the island. I look in the cupboards fot something to munch on because I feel hungry but it is empty, not even wares can be found. I then look at the refrigerator and inside of it is also empty. I know I met him just yesterday but that don't mean he should have an empty apartment. "Baby where are you?" I hear Jun ask, I step out of the kitchen to see him standing in a black suit looking into the livingroom.
"Here," I reply. 
He turns around immediately causing me to see him wearing a white shirt and a phusa pink dress tie. I sigh walking up to him and straighten the tie. He leans down and peek my lips as he says, "Beautiful," but then pulls off the hairtie from my hair reminding me that I didn't comb my hair. I am about to go into the room when he stops me and mess up my hair. He then leads me back into the bedroom and show me how my messy hair makes me look more mature as well as beautiful.
I stand watching how we look like an amazing couple with him standing behind me while having his hands wrapped around my waist. I would have never thought I would look this beautiful. "Lunch," he says as he entertwine our fingers and we leave the apartment after he locks it.
We head to the carpack under the hotel through the elevator. He unlocks the car and opens the door for me. I take my seat and buckle up as he closes my door and then heads over to the driver side. He gets in, starts the car and then we are on our way. Jun takes me to an English style resturant where he places the orders for us. He actually choose a soup, then a simple steak and fries, then a fresh salad and for dessert ice cream for me. For him was the same but the portion sizes where almost three times mine. However, as each dish is finished the same time for the both of us before the other dish arrives. I am surprise that I eat so slow or maybe Jun eats really fast considering the different sizes in our portions.
After lunch, Jun takes me to the mall where he end up doing some shopping for both of us. He buys us a couple wedding ring set where he said that when I go to England with him then would I get my ring which is a simple three piece according to him. He teach me a few words in English and I him a few chinese words. Before leaving the mall he takes me to a hair salon where they wash, cut and straighten my hair. I enjoy the pampering I get but I feel embarrass having him doing all the paying. He would keep telling me it as a gift for becoming his wife.
We have dinner in the mall and then he drops me at the orphanage saying he would come back for me. He kept his word because for the whole week he would drop me to school and pick me up in the afternoon. He would help me with my english and maths homework. However, everytime we are about to kiss he would say it is time for me to go home and he would drop me back. I will disappointed that he don't want to kiss me.
Then after a month he suddenly says he have to return to England in a note after dropping me to school. I start to feel lonely without him that I started to go to the library in the evenings to do my homework and assignments. School, library and the orphanage started to become my routine until graduation and examination. 
I apply for scholarships in China because I have no one to help me get a passport to go to England or any money for anything else. Before I know it had been gone for almost six months and during that time my body developed a little more and I also lose some weight.
Tomorrow is the announcement ceremony of the top ten sources in the school as well as the country. I walk out the library and head to the mall where I enter just to look at see what new dresses and styles it have that I may be able to make for myself overnight. I walk from store to store looking at the different designs. "Jun, we just arrived, why do we need to come here?" I hear a girl with British accent says as I am ready to walk away from in front of a store.
I turn to see a British girl with blonde hair hugging a Chinese guy. Just then he turns my way and our eyes meet. I look away, it can't be him, it is not him, I keep saying to myself. I turn and continue walking as I look at each dress. "You still window shops?" I hear his voice says. I stop in my tracks and turn looking at the guy. It is Jun but taller, he is more built but for some reason he looks smaller in size.
I decide to act like I don't know him or understand what he is saying. "Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying," I say in Chinese and then walk away, continuing.
"Bei Lin, I know it is you. You have gotten taller, more mature and more beautiful," he says in Chinese.
"Go away," I say.
"Only with you," he says.
"Why are you here?" I ask looking at a dress.
"For you," he says.
"Jun you never told me you can speak Chinese," the girl says in English.
"Lier, take your girlfriend and go away back," I say.
"She is not my girlfriend," he says.

She is fairy but has grown up among human beings due to being an orphan and are deemed to be weak until she finds her mate which she never knew about.

He is a hybrid, his mother was werewolf while his father was a vampire. He is the next alpha king and suppose to marry the woman his family choose for him until he find his mate in the most unexpected place ever.

Both has evolved to something unexpected one through medication and the other from extreme punishment. 

Life has change for both of them and they are both looking for something.

Japan was the furthest Daniel had ever been from England. He'd spent time in European countries on holidays and he had never gone outside the British Isles during his first life. Japan was all new to him.

He already missed his home country. The streets of Tokyo were certainly more pristine and clean than the chewing gum splodged pavements of London and the people were certainly politer and the sun was shining, but he wouldn't mind seeing grey clouds fill the sky and feel a light drizzle of rain.

Daniel brightened up when he remembered why he was here and who he was with. He got out of bed and pulled on a plain shirt and a pair of dark jeans. As he was 17 now and attending sixth form rather than school, he didn't need to wear a uniform. Considering the last uniform he'd worn was the Kingston Royal Academy uniform he was quite glad.

Felix was already at the breakfast table with his parents when he arrived. Mr and Mrs Albury had founded a major business in Japan that was doing quite well so they were staying in Tokyo to keep close to it.

Mr and Mrs Albury were nothing like parents he'd ever had. They were warm, teasing and very friendly. When Felix had asked them if he could come and live with them for two years, they hadn't batted an eyelid. He even had the biggest room in the apartment.

Daniel had honestly been expecting that the parents who would leave their son in England for five years just so he could get a British education to be nasty and uncaring, but they were nothing like that.

Felix grinned and waved when he saw him and pulled out a chair for him. Daniel was unsure if Felix had told his parents they were dating, however he was sure they had some idea as Mrs Albury looked like she was having the time of her life watching them.

"Good morning," Mr Albury said and picked up the teapot. "Tea?"

Daniel sat down and Felix started loading up a plate with toast. 

"I will have tea, thank you," he replied and was about to reach for the jam when Felix handed it straight to him.

Felix knew him very well now.

"You two do get on well," Mrs Albury commented. "Are you looking forward to your first day at sixth form?"

The last two weeks had been spent moving in and looking around Tokyo. Now it was time to resume education. Daniel wasn't sure how to feel about that. Admittedly he had gone through the whole compulsory school system in his previous life, but going to school in Japan was going to be a lot different to going to school in England.

They were going to be attending an international school that catered to parents wanting a British education for their children. Daniel hadn't picked up a lot of Japanese yet so he was quite glad. Felix had done most of the talking for him at the places they had been so far.

"I'm not dreading it," he replied honestly.

"I feel the same way," Felix agreed. "It's just the next chapter in our education."

"How is the tea?" Mrs Albury asked.

Daniel picked up the teacup and gave it a taste. He should have realised it wasn't standard tea as there was no milk at the table. It was green tea.

"It's not bad Mrs Albury," he answered.

"If you attend social events with us you will likely end up having to drink green tea so I'm glad to hear that you like it," she paused. "Please stop calling me Mrs Albury, I'm Vanessa."

Daniel flushed awkwardly. It felt odd to call Felix's parents by their first names. It wasn't like he and Felix were married or anything like that.

"Stop calling me Mr Albury," Felix's father said. "I'm Colin. I'm not your teacher. You're... friends with my son."

Felix's father had a surprisingly stern look on his face. Daniel turned to look at Felix who was looking like he was trying not to laugh. Daniel gave him a sharp nudge before replying.

"Yes… Vanessa and Colin."

Felix's mother beamed at him as did Felix's father. They were definitely the opposite of his current set of parents.

"Are you both ready and packed for sixth form?" Vanessa asked.

"We're not starting our first day at secondary school Mum," Felix sighed. "Of course we know what we're doing."

Vanessa didn't take the hint.

"Are you sure you know the way there? Do you think I should walk you both there?"

Felix shook his head. "Please don't ruin our reputation. It doesn't look good if you walk in with your mother. That's mother-in-law for you, Daniel."

Judging from the lack of reaction from that comment Daniel could tell that Felix's parents did know they were dating and had decided not to say anything.

If they had noticed, had his own parents? He was sure the Earl would have had something to say if he did find out. Then again things had definitely been different when he'd got home after finishing at Kingston Royal Academy. 

The Earl had been fairly quick to allow him to finish his compulsory education in a foreign country after Felix had asked his permission. Daniel had known that his second father had been keen for him to go to another prestigious educational institution in England.

Instead the Earl had relented and let him go to Japan. Daniel had been expecting a condition to be attached to it, but there had been nothing.

Things really had changed.

***

They reached the school with no major mishaps. The sheer amount of traffic crossings to wait at had been an interesting experience. Even a one way street had one. He wasn't sure yet if it was legal to cross the road without them, but he had noticed that no one else had done it. The legality of crossing varied in every country. 

The entrance to the sixth form was also found without any trouble. They both had timetables and maps sent to them so they had already known roughly where to go. The inside was brightly coloured and modern which matched with the exterior of the building which was mostly glass and funky coloured shapes. Daniel had a minor distaste for Victorian architecture after Kingston Royal Academy.

"It's quiet here," Daniel noted after looking around the completely empty entryway. "Are we too early?"

Felix checked the time on his phone. "We're right on time."

Daniel heard the sound of approaching footsteps and turned to see someone approaching them. He was short and had blond hair that was artfully tousled. He went to push through the door ahead of them and paused before turning back to look at them.

"I haven't seen you two here before… Are you two the new students?" he asked eagerly.

From the boy's accent Daniel could tell that he was from England, but he couldn't tell exactly where from. His detective skills told him that the boy had to have lived in Japan for at least a couple of years as his accent had become less distinct.

"I am," he replied.

"I thought so. I'm Oliver Bentley by the way. Do you need to go and see the head of sixth form?"

"We are supposed to," Felix confirmed.

"I'll take you to his office," Oliver offered helpfully and talked a mile a minute on the way there about all his club and what subjects he did. 

Daniel just nodded without listening to what Oliver was saying. Felix was doing a better job at listening and replying. 

The talk from the head of sixth form was mainly about work ethics and passing exams being as equally important as making friends. Then he proceeded to promote all the after school clubs available to students. Daniel groaned internally when he heard clubs mentioned. He never wanted anything to do with an after school club again after his brief time with the Pudding Club.

They emerged from the office to find Oliver still waiting for them..

"Do you two have the same first lesson? I can help show you two where to go."

"I have History first. I also have a map so I don't need any help," Daniel said shortly.

He had a feeling that Oliver was being friendly towards them so he could recruit them into whatever club he was a member of. There was something telling him that Oliver was hanging around for something.

Oliver's face fell and then he cheered up a second later.

"Okay. Shall I give you both a tour at lunchtime?"

Daniel opened his mouth to say no and felt a pinch at his side from Felix. 

"Uh sure," he said.

He looked up to find Felix smiling at him. Oliver also smiled at him and they made arrangements to meet at lunchtime.

"Why did you make me agree to a tour we don't need?" he hissed at his boyfriend in their way to the first class.

"We're not at Kingston Royal Academy now. We're in a different country at a different school. You don't need to alienate yourself. You can make friends."

Daniel knew Felix was right. He was just so used to being alone and his time at Kingston Royal Academy had soured his already weak desire to make school friends. But he wasn't there now and he was starting a new chapter of his life.

He now understood how Felix had managed to not make any enemies at Kingston Royal Academy until his investigation into Jack's death. Felix was very open and friendly to new people just like his parents.

"I will try my best," he promised. "It will take some time to change."

History was a relatively easy lesson to sit through. They both had two months of lesson material to catch up on; however Daniel knew it wouldn't be that hard. He chosen History in his previous life at this point and the syllabus hadn't changed that much. It seemed like his next two years would be a breeze in terms of schooling.

He hit a block in that theory with their next lesson. 

Japanese was much harder and he didn't have a base for it. European languages were a lot simpler to learn with a good base knowledge of Latin. Latin was not going to help him learn Japanese. He was not looking forward to Kanji.

The school lunches were very interesting to Daniel. They were allowed to choose between bento boxes. He selected the one with the best looking sweet layer. His sweet tooth had returned in full force after the Pudding Club had been formally disbanded by the school board. 

The tour occurred after they had finished their bentos. Oliver met them at the entrance and began showing them around the common room, study room and the other sixth form facilities.

Then Oliver took them around the main school. Daniel could tell the distinction between the two parts of the school. The paint on the walls became brighter and the amount of posters and wall displays increased. The school pupils all wore black blazers with the school logo on the right side and a striped tie. Daniel groaned when he realised it reminded him of the Kingston Royal Academy uniform. 

Oliver showed them into the school canteen which was a lot larger and more crowded than the sixth form's version and led them up a corridor.

"How was your Japanese class? It gets easier once you get the hang of particles."

That was encouraging for Daniel. He wasn't going to be beaten by a language yet.

"What's the hardest part about learning Japanese?" he asked.

"Writing it," Oliver answered without hesitation. "I've mastered Hiragana and Katakana. Kanji is difficult. It's good that I haven't been anywhere that isn't a city- I wouldn't be able to read the signs."

Oliver pointed out the science laboratory corridor.

"The science is good here. The practicals aren't bogged down by health and safety like they are in the UK. Or they weren't until my friend Harry ruined it. We had no idea the screaming jelly babies practical could go so wrong."

Daniel had a feeling he didn't want to know what had happened. Oliver was right about science practicals being boring thanks to health and safety. The ones from his first life before strict health and safety regulations had definitely been more enjoyable.

"I'll end the tour here," Oliver announced outside a room in the next corridor. "Would you like to come in?"

Daniel looked around for signs to indicate where they were. The corridor was the English section and it was still lunchtime. There shouldn't be a lesson running.

Oliver produced something from his bag and stuck it on the door. It was a sign that read something significant. 

Mystery Club.

Daniel glanced at Felix who winked at him. 

"You weren't listening to him earlier were you?" his boyfriend whispered. "He runs the mystery club. I thought you would want to join."

"We've got some good mysteries to investigate," Oliver chipped in and pulled out a set of keys. "Would you two like to join?"

It seemed that no matter where he was or what life he was in, Daniel could never get away from mysteries.

"We'll join."

Daniel thinks he has it hard going through school again at a snobby all boys academy in the middle of nowhere.

Instead his first day ends with his roommate bleeding out into the snow right in front of him.

His boring second life just got interesting and dangerous.

Over a month passed. Milena was aggrieved because she was unable to contact Andrew. She couldn't believe the man just left after sleeping with her and didn't give her a word.

There must be a reason...

Andy definitely isn't that kind of person... she bitterly thought.

***

In a beautiful house in a rural area in Surrey, a young man was reading in his begonia-adorned garden. A nurse came and prepared his food and medicines on a tray and put them on the table next to the young man.

"Mr. Linden has arrived. He is waiting for you in the living room, Sir," the nurse informed him after she finished arranging the tray.

Andrew looked up from his book and frowned, "Who's Mr. Linden?"

"He is your best friend, Sir."

"Oh..." Andrew nodded. He knew that his illness was already at the most advanced stage, and it was only a matter of time until he forgot everyone. He took his medicines and walked into the living room.

There, a man in a neat suit was sitting on the sofa. He seemed to be in his late twenties.

"Hey, Tony... How are you?" Andrew greeted his best friend.

"Fine. I want to inform you that Milena has arrived in England. She thought she got a scholarship for art school in London sponsored by a company. I've arranged a trust fund for her education until she graduates. She'll never know that these are all from you."

"Milena? Who's Milena?" Andrew asked in puzzlement.

Tony wryly smiled. This was the third time he and Andrew had talked about the girl he loved and Andrew didn't remember her. As usual, he pulled out his cellphone and showed Milena's photos and videos.

Andrew looked at the cellphone that showed the face of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and instantly, tears ran down his cheeks.

He remembered now.

"Oh... Thank you, Tony. It would be easier to carry out the transplant procedure in England, so we need to find an excuse to bring her to London." Andrew nodded.

"But she keeps trying to find you, Andy. She often calls the company to ask about you. I just told her we don't know the person named Andrew Miller there."

"Good. I don't want Milena to know..."

"Hmm..." Tony looked upset. "I think she should know the truth someday. It's not fair for her if we keep hiding the truth... That you didn't leave her, that you gave her a new life by donating your heart, liver, and kidneys."

Andrew thought for a moment before slowly nodding, "You can give a letter from me to Milena three years after the transplant, and once she has lived happily, I'll explain everything."

Tony seemed relieved to hear that.

He wouldn't be able to accept it if Milena hated Andrew and thought of him as a jerk who just left her after bedding her, even though Andrew had sacrificed so much for her.

***

Andrew died a week later, and his organs were immediately donated to patients in need. Milena was surprised and grateful because as soon as she arrived in England, she immediately got the priority to get a transplant of three organs at once.

After the transplant operation took place, Milena took several months to recover and made sure her body didn't reject the new organs.

After Milena completely recovered, she resumed her studies at her art school in London, with the scholarship she thought she got from a company.

She still missed Andrew and kept trying to find him. After her health recovered, she was confident she could love the young man.

But unfortunately, Andrew vanished into thin air. She couldn't find any trace of him. It was as if the man never existed.

Milena could only keep her longing in her heart and forced herself to focus on her studies. As a scholarship student, she mustn't disappoint her sponsor.

***

THREE YEARS LATER

As a young painter who was considered a genius, the exhibition of Milena's works in Jakarta attracted a lot of attention from art enthusiasts. This was her second exhibition after her previous one in London.

On the opening night, the gallery in Central Jakarta was packed with hundreds of people, making Milena feel moved. She didn't think that there were so many art lovers in Indonesia who appreciated her works.

"Good evening, Miss Milena. The exhibition is quite interesting," a young man approached her with a warm smile. He spoke in English with a London accent. Ah... maybe this person is from England?

"Thank you," Milena nodded humbly.

"Hm... I have a gift for you." The man pulled out an envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Milena. She didn't think she knew this man to receive such a gift from him. The man quickly excused himself with a smile.

"Eh... What's this?" Puzzled, Milena opened the envelope and took out what was inside. It was a letter. Reading the first few sentences, her body immediately trembled.

She had to hold onto a wall so she didn't fall. Mustering her strength, she walked to the nearest chair and sat down, calming her palpitating heart.

She then reread the contents of the letter.

"Dear Milena,

How are you? If you're reading this letter, it means I'm already gone. Our encounter in Bandung three years ago wasn't a coincidence. I've been diagnosed with an incurable, late-stage brain tumor. Therefore, I wanted to at least be useful for others who are more worthy of life than I am.

I know that you're the only patient who matches with three of my organs, and you've been in and out of the hospital since you were a child. I can't imagine how it's like to live for decades with an illness like what you experienced. So I was curious. I wanted to know what the girl who would accept my organs was like… Whether she was worthy... If my sacrifice would mean anything. That's why I came to Bandung and pretended to be in need of an interpreter to explore the city.

When I got to know you, I discovered that you were really, truly worthy of life, Milena. I was amazed to see the joy and zest you showed every day. Despite all your limitations, sufferings, and illness, you never gave up. You still lived your life wholeheartedly. Every. Single. Day. 

For you, carpe diem isn't a mere slogan. It's what you live! I was embarrassed because I used to blame the universe for my illness and gave up so easily once I knew I only had six months to live.

I then fell in love with you, really deeply... and I knew for myself, that I couldn't possibly have you because I wouldn't live for long.

But I'm still really happy, because even after I die, I can still be with you as part of you.

During these three years, I've been waking up with you every morning, sleeping with you every night, taking all your exams with you, accompanying you during your projects and exhibitions, crying whenever you cried, and laughing whenever you laughed.

I want you to be happy.

I hope you won't be sad when you find out the truth. I'm really happy to have met you. Keep your spirits up and stay amazing, okay?

Remember our conversation at that time?

Ten years from when we last met, I'll be in New York, Paris, and London seeing your painting exhibition. I'll travel the world with you and see the places you visit and write in your books. I'll often be in your studio and see you paint whenever I want.

I love you, Milena.

Andrew."

Milena couldn't hold back her streaming tears as she hugged the letter on her chest.

- End -

Andrew only had 6 months to live. The doctor sentenced him with a brain tumor that had reached the terminal stage. 

Not wanting to die in vain, he then decided to donate his organs. But he had a condition, he wanted to choose the person who will receive his heart. 

From several international waiting list patients that matched him, Andrew found a girl who had been in and out of hospital all her life because she was born with some congenital disease and had to get not only a heart, but also a new liver and kidney, all of which matched his. 

Andrew finally decided to meet the girl and see what she was like. 

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THANK YOU for reading this very short story. I wanted to make it into a novel but unfortunately, I don't have the time, so I decided to turn it into a one-shot. 

I will be publishing more novels in English, most of them are quite short, less than 100 chapters and they will be available for free (not contracted). 

So, if you add this book in your library, I will keep you updated about them. Or you can also just read my contracted novel "THE ALCHEMISTS" because I'll be posting announcements and the title of the free novels there. 

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I will daily publish 1-2 chapters of this novel

In the end, Twain did not get anyone from Germany or Italy to be his goalkeeping coach. He chose Clemence, who had been the goalkeeping coach for the England team for many years. He was an experienced goalkeeping coach, and he had represented England alongside Nottingham Forest's goalkeeper, Peter Shilton, previously. Shilton was the one who called to recommend him to Twain. As someone also from Nottingham Forest, they should take care of each other.
　　Twain chose Jon Webb, whom the English Football Association recommended, to be his fitness coach. He used to work for Manchester City but had been unemployed since.
　　When it came to the coaching team, the experienced Steve Wigley joined the team. Beginning in 1980, he played for Nottingham Forest for six seasons. After he hung up his boots, he returned to Forest and served as their youth team's coach, and he had also served as coach, assistant manager, and manager of various clubs. He understood the English players very well and was very capable.
　　The 64-year-old Tony Carr was the oldest coach on the coaching team. He had been the youth team's coach for West Ham United since 1973, and he was also once the manager of the team. West Ham United's youth development was famous in English football, and many great talents came from the club. Tony Carr was the greatest contributor to that. He was a loyal warrior who had only served West Ham United. Now that he was getting older, the English Football Association persuaded him to support Tony Twain. That was why he left West Ham United and joined Tony Twain's coaching team.
　　55-year-old Steve Gatting used to be Arsenal's youth coach but was sent to Tony Twain to be part of his coaching team by the Football Association.
　　With the addition of the assistant manager Des Walker, the coaching team was basically complete. This was the first time that the England team was using a psychologist. Twain successfully convinced 46-year-old Miss Emma to leave Nottingham Forest for the England team. This licensed psychologist would take up the role of the psychologist for the England team, and her job was to solve any psychological problems that the players had.
　　This was a completely local coaching team, and Shaun Harvey was very satisfied with it. He had thought that Twain most likely wouldn't pick anyone from the candidates that he recommended because of the way Twain liked to make things as awkward as possible. However, only the assistant manager was someone from outside the list of recommendations. Even though Clemence was recommended to Twain by Shilton, he had been working with the Football Association for many years.
　　In general, other than Des Walker, who was slightly less famous, this coaching team was rather well-known in English Football. However, Des Walker was also once part of the England national team, and he would still be able to hold his own.
　　After the coaching team was set up, Twain needed to think about the players.
　　Realistically speaking, even though the English Football Association told Twain that the line-up for this match could follow the one from the World Cup, it was impossible to do so. At that time, all the clubs were preparing for the new season, especially those teams who had the ability to fight for the title. They would not let their core players play in a friendly for the national team. Even without thinking about the disruption to the preseason preparation, there was also the risk that they might be injured.
　　That was why it would be difficult for Twain to call up players like Gerrard, Rooney, and Walcott.
　　Therefore, Twain decided to take this chance to observe. He called up the borderline players who were usually seldom picked for the national team and observed their performances to decide if they would have a place on Twain's national team in the future. Even though there were lesser stars on the team, which would disappoint the crowd in the City Grounds, Twain had never been one to change himself because of the audience's preferences.
　　This was a good opportunity. The results were not important for this type of match, and there was no pressure, so Twain could call up the players who would usually not be able to be picked without worry. This was the first time for some of them to be called up to represent their country.
　　As for the established players who were usually part of the national squad, Twain did not even ask. He did not want to ask them when he knew that he would be rejected.
　　It only took one day for Twain to announce the name list for this match:
　　The three goalkeepers were Chris Kirkland, Stuart Taylor, and Andy Atkinson. This was the first time that Taylor and Atkinson were called up to the national team, but Kirkland was not much better - this was only his second time. They were the real borderline players.
　　On defense, Dan Gosling was a versatile defender who played for Everton. Even though he had made a name for himself at Everton and was once hailed as a genius, his international career was less successful. Before Twain called him up, he had only been selected for the national team four times.
　　The son of the ex-Wimbledon player Alan Cork, 25-year-old Jack Cork was once the future star of Chelsea. But he failed to make his breakthrough at Chelsea and eventually went to Southampton. Southampton did not have any impressive performances in the English Premier League, which affected his international career. However, he had always been thought of as one for the future. The reason why Twain called him up this time was to see if the rumors were true. This was his first time being called up.
　　Gary Cahill was already 28 years old, but this was his first time being called up. He had played for many different English teams such as Aston Villa, but he eventually transferred to Lyon and had become one of their key players. However, he did not attract the attention of England manager Capello previously because he was playing overseas, and in the French Ligue One to boot. For him to be called up by Twain, it would send out a signal to everyone—it did not matter if a player was playing in England or outside England. As long as they were capable, the national team would welcome them.
　　The younger brother of Rio Ferdinand, 28-year-old Anton Ferdinand, made his debut with West Ham but was playing at Sunderland now. He had never represented the national team before.
　　The Middlesbrough's key central defender, David Wheater, had been selected for the national team six times. However, he was always overshadowed by the likes of Terry and the rest and was not favored. His name appeared in the substitute's list six times, but he only managed to get on the pitch once as a substitute in the 87th minute. Standing at 1.96 meters tall, he was a central defender with impressive aerial abilities, and Liverpool used to be interested in him. He was only 27 years old now, and Twain wanted to see his abilities. If he did well, he would definitely have a spot on the England team in the future.
　　Paul Pepper was the latest academy product from Middlesbrough. He was still a young player, only 20, had represented England at the U19 and U21 level, and he was the captain of the U21 team. He was a talented youngster with immense potential. When Twain was still with Nottingham Forest, he had been interested in bringing him to the City Grounds from Middlesbrough, but the asking price of 15 million meant that a deal was not to be. He was the key left-back of Middlesbrough, and his specialty was a strong attacking prowess, kind of like Gareth Bale. This was also his first time being selected for the national team.
　　30-year-old Glen Johnson was a familiar face in the national team setup. However, he had not participated in the World Cup held in Brazil this summer. That was because he had sustained a serious injury two months before the competition and had to be out of action for three months, only coming back from injury now. The reason why Aston Villa agreed to allow him to play for the national team was that they wanted him to get some match fitness.
　　Ashley Cole might be the most famous player in the national team backline. However, he was already 33 and had gradually lost his place as the key player in the Chelsea team. That was why Chelsea agreed to let him play for the national team, and he wanted to win back his position in the club through his performance in this match.
　　In midfield, Twain called seven players up.
　　24-year-old Fabian Delph was the most successful academy product from Leeds United in recent years, but he was part of the Tottenham Hotspurs team now. He had been called up to the national squad three times, and this was his fourth time putting on the national team jersey. His position on the team was on the right of the midfield.
　　West Ham United's 27-year-old midfielder, Mark Noble, became a core member of the team's midfield after Gareth Barry transfer to Liverpool. This was his tenth time representing the country.
　　Michael Johnson used to play for Manchester City, but he was now a midfield player for Tottenham Hotspurs. If not for the existence of George Wood, he might have been a key player for the national team. He was a very capable player and had already been called up 11 times. He also took part in the World Cup in Brazil this summer as a substitute once.
　　James Milner made his debut for Leeds United 13 years ago. When Leeds was facing financial meltdown, he was sold by the team to Newcastle for 3.6 million to help with the financial situation at the club. Later on, he went to Aston Villa, and he also used to be the record holder as the youngest goal scorer for England. Eventually, he moved to Chelsea and had been with them since. He had represented the country 15 times before this.
　　Matt Derbyshire was a 28-year-old attacking midfielder from Blackburn who could also play as a striker. This was his first time representing England.
　　Jose Baxter was the next future star that Everton developed after Rooney and Vaughan. He was only 22 and had already been on the national team once. He could play on either wing and as a striker.
　　Joe Cole was the most famous star in the midfield line up. After many years at Chelsea, he had just moved to Manchester City this summer. His abilities were without a doubt excellent, but his form was affected by his frequent injuries. The reason Twain called him up was that he hoped that Cole's technical abilities would be able to bring about more changes in England's midfield.
　　Twain picked five strikers to join the team for observation. Stars such as Rooney were all not part of the list of players called up.
　　The senior of Jose Baxter that was mentioned earlier, James Vaughan, was one of the players called up this time. He was Everton's main striker now, and the personal relationship between Twain and Moyes played no small part in Everton releasing him for international duties. Also, Twain had to promise Moyes that he would only play Vaughan for the first half before he agreed.
　　26-year-old Fraizer Campbell was a talented product of the Manchester United's academy, but he was only warming the bench at Manchester United now. It was not known if Mourinho's arrival at Old Trafford was a good thing for him yet, but he might be able to take advantage of this call up to showcase his abilities to Mourinho.
　　Danny Welbeck, 23, was also a product of the Manchester United Academy. However, he chose a different path from Campbell. Campbell was still struggling in Manchester United for a starting position, while Welbeck left Manchester United for Sunderland long ago. He was playing regularly for Sunderland now and performed well, so he was also called up to the national team.
　　The high-profile striker originally from Charlton, Darren Bent, did not perform up to his standard after transferring to Tottenham, but this did not affect Twain's decision to call him up. No matter what, he was still an experienced player when compared to the previous three strikers.
　　The last player was Aston Villa's 23-year-old striker, Nathan Delfouneso. Even though his height was not that impressive at only 1.81 meters, he was good in the air and had good physical abilities. This was his first time being called up for the national team.
　　The 23 players above were the ones that Twain wanted to observe and their clubs were willing to release. None of the major stars were here. Twain did not even give them a call. Similarly, there were no Nottingham Forest players in this name list either, as they were the opponents.
　　This name list was placed under heavy scrutiny by the English media as it was Tony Twain's first national squad member lineup. Countless people were trying to figure something out from Twain's decisions.
　　Some people thought that Twain was favoring youth, otherwise, why would he pick so many young players? Many older players were also borderline eligible for the national team.
　　Some people thought that Twain was taking this opportunity to show his iron fist. By calling up so many players on the border of eligibility, he was issuing a "warning" to the stars: "On my team, fame counts for nothing. I'm only interested in your attitude."
　　The other group of people thought that Twain had no choice—most of the big clubs were not willing to release their players, and the key players of England were preparing for the new season with their teams. It was not easy for him to find 23 players, so who cared about the quality of the players?
　　 No matter how the media analyzed this name list, all the players on the list received a call from the English Football Association asking them to be part of the England squad.
　　Some were surprised, some calm, but all of them had their own thoughts about it. For the players who were still preparing for the new season with their teams, working with the new manager first would give them an opportunity to understand the personality of the new manager. This would help give them a leg up in gaining a spot on the new national team.
　　※※※
　　"Don't expect to see anything from this match, Tony," assistant manager, Des Walker, told Twain, an opinion that was shared by some other coaches. It was the day before the team was supposed to assemble, and the coaches were having a meeting to discuss the team's tactics, the opponent's tactics, etc.
　　"We don't even have time for a training session. The team will gather tomorrow, and we'll be playing three days later. This is a friendly match, and everyone will be afraid of injuries. They will be scared, and we'll be scared as well," coach Steve Wigley said.
　　Twain took one look at everyone and laughed, "They may be afraid, but we don't necessarily have to be scared."
　　Walker, who knew him very well, muttered in his mind, "Looks like somebody's going to get hurt…"


This is a story about the pursuit of victory.

— "I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”

The main character was not well-liked by people.

— “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from <The Daily Telegraph> laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.

But there were also people who were madly in love with him.

— “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.”

He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.

— “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.

As for the rest of the girls, most of them were from poor families and had good grades.
Tang Xiaowei and Ling Yijue's looks were very eye-catching and exquisite. Although the two of them did not look like they were from any brand, upon closer inspection, one could see that the fabric was very soft and the workmanship was very exquisite They were definitely not ordinary people.
In particular, the two of them followed the female lecturer into the classroom, so they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.
Everyone in the classroom stopped what they were doing and looked at the two of them.
Although they usually did not pay much attention to the situation around them, they were still freshmen and had been classmates for half a year. Therefore, everyone in the classroom had probably gotten to know the students around them, but they had never seen the two of them before.
Especially when there were a few girls who were dressed especially fashionably and seductively. When they saw Ling Yijue, they were immediately attracted by his handsome appearance and cold expression.
The audience started to talk in low voices.
"WHO's that boy? He's so handsome. Could he be a new transfer student in our class? "
"Oh my God, there's actually such a handsome and handsome boy in our class. The student from before... no, that student can step down and make way for him! "
"How can there be such a handsome boy? Moreover, he has an oriental face. What should I do? The more I look at him, the more I like him. "
"I want him to be my boyfriend. I must get his phone number today. "
"I can feel my heart beating wildly because of his arrival. "
...
The whispers of the girls became louder after the initial whispers.
Then, a brave and beautiful English girl stood up. It was not summer yet, but she had already put on a short-sleeved shirt and a nose stud.
"teacher, is this handsome man our new classmate? "
She boldly winked at Ling Yijue.
When the female teacher heard this, she carefully glanced at the young master of the Ling family. She realized that the young master's expression was not good, so she could only look at the girl who asked the question. That girl's family was very rich and had sponsored a sum of money to the school Therefore, the female teacher did not dare to offend her.
She smiled and said, "everyone, please be quiet. Let me introduce these two students. They are the new classmates who transferred to our class today. In the future, everyone should get along well. "
After she finished speaking, the audience cheered happily.
There were only a few boys in the classroom. They looked very ordinary, but when they saw that Tang Xiaowei was very beautiful, they all whistled.
As for the other twenty or so girls, other than some who were more silent, the rest of the bold girls cheered happily.
"That's great. They are really the new students of our class. To think that our class actually has such a handsome boy. The girls in the other classes will definitely die of envy. "
Behind them were a large group of girls'words of praise, admiration, and gazes toward Ling Yijue.
Ling Yijue did not pay attention to anyone. He grabbed Tang Xiaowei's hand and walked straight to an empty seat. He pushed her in and sat down beside her.
Then, he lazily instructed, "Willam, bring the books over. "
Willam, who had been standing at the classroom door the whole time, hurriedly brought the books that the teacher had just handed out to Ling Yijue. There were two sets.
Ling yijue divided a set and pushed it in front of Tang Xiaowei. "Yours. "
Tang Xiaowei calmly reached out to take the books and flipped through a few pages.
The female teacher on the stage thought that the two of them would introduce themselves to their classmates, so she did not mention their names just now.
Now that the young master of the Ling family did not intend to introduce himself, and the teacher did not dare to say anything else, she could only start preparing for class.
As for the other students, they were not in the mood to have a good class at this moment. Almost everyone in the classroom was staring at Ling Yijue and Tang Xiaowei. Everyone was guessing what their names were or what their identities were.
At first, they did not pay attention to what they were wearing when they saw that they were very good-looking.
At this moment, when they saw that they were not wearing any famous brands, although they suspected that they were ordinary people, everyone started to guess again when they saw Ling Yijue's bodyguard, Willam, respectfully send the book in Could it be that this handsome boy was the young master of some rich family?
What about the beautiful girl who was with him?
The handsome prince charming even held her hand and handed the book to her. What was her relationship with the prince charming?
It seemed that they didn't look like relatives.
Without Tang Xiaowei knowing, her and Ling Yijue's identities were secretly analyzed by the whole class.
However, everyone thought that Ling Yijue was the young master of a rich family, while she was probably just an ordinary person.
Tang Xiaowei began to know how to listen to the class. Because the books were all in English, she seemed to have more difficulty than reading domestic books, so she didn't have the mood and time to care about others. Instead, she listened to the class seriously.
On the stage, the female teacher began to lecture earnestly.
As for Ling Yijue, he did not like the Department of Literature at all. What he wanted to learn, he had been forced to learn all of it when he was in high school. That was why he had not looked for a school ever since he arrived in England.
Now, he was willing to come to school just so that he could have the opportunity to be by her side.
Therefore, he spent the entire class staring at Tang Xiaowei's serious side profile.
Although he was a new student, because of his looks and temperament, he had successfully captured the hearts of all the girls in the class.
Therefore, during class time, many people were absent-minded. Everyone was staring at him. When they realized that he was looking at Tang Xiaowei, some of the usually arrogant girls began to get angry.
A few of the girls began to make up their minds and found an opportunity to find out the relationship between this girl and this handsome prince charming. If it was brother and sister, or brother and sister, then forget about it.
But if it was any other relationship, they would definitely make this girl disappear from this school.
... ...
Finally, it was time for class to end.
The female teacher was still in the classroom. Most of the girls in the class rushed in front of Ling Yijue.
"handsome, what's your name? Tell me. "
"handsome, do you have a girlfriend? If not, then I'll be your girlfriend. If you do, then break up with her and be with me again. I really love you. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. "
"handsome, give me your phone number. "
"handsome, I've realized that I'm really attracted to you. Just accept my courtship. "
...
The group of girls kept on talking and confessing to him.
Ling Yijue frowned and glanced at the girls coldly.

He was overbearing and cruel. He forcefully bought her home and forced her to marry him.
She refused to give in and tried to escape, making her whole body dirty.
He was furious. "You are my woman. If you don't let me touch you, who will? "
She gritted her teeth. "Get lost, I won't let you touch me! "
She angered him, and the CEO was furious but unwilling to hurt her. From then on, the CEO MISSED HER EVERY DAY!

The cafeteria of Central International high school of London, England.

"...and I can't fucking believe what I just saw. I mean... that black guy. He pulls out his gun and shot another black guy in the head! And I was like Yooo... and then!.....The video flips and everything goes very fucking wrong. There was a protesting... Racism..mass shooting...you know, Very American thing. Pretty accurate, though. It could be called Whole America in a nutshell. that music video was some serious political shit."

" Hey, don't you be too harsh? An American is sitting in front of you." Jody sips a cup of Coffee, peeking into Syd's eyes.

" You're offended? " He asked.

" It's not like I'm upset or anything But as one of Americans, I'm a little displeased as you said 'whole'."

"Oh... don't be mad at facts." The boy laid back.

" I don't even mention how the song talks about Racism. In the past, White people say like Ahh~ black people this black people that, Asian people be like beep boop maths, beep boop Rice fields while themselves be like Gimme extra cheese! , Can I use my credit card~ Are you assume my gender??"

" Stop it, Syd. Or else other people will look at you for being racist."

" Yeah, I know. I'm walking on thin ice and I like that shit hehehehe."

The boy grins like he's trying to hold up an evil laugh.

sigh

Jody rolled her eyes away.

" Aren't you like... White?" Jody asked.

" Just Half. I'm born in Australia but raised in Asia."

" Really? what country?"

" Thailand. Ever heard of?" He asked.

" Yeah, I do." Jody nods.

" I had visited when I was around 4."

Suddenly the waitress approached their table with a Credit card in his hand.

"Thank you for your visiting miss and mister. I hope you both will come back again"

Jody takes back her Credit card and put it back into her purse.

" I'll pay you later doe," Syd said.

" Why you asked? When you always do that." Jody said in a sarcastic voice.

" Hey, women. At least I always pay you back."

" That's true anyway"

He was right, Can't complain much, though.

The 2 left the Cafeteria and went back to the classroom, but...

"! "

The boy and the girl stopped because there was someone blocking their way from going.

She has pink hair with little green layers.

This young woman is the same age as Syd, and she looks very lack of confidence facing them.

" Hey... Was this girl...?"

" Yeah. She is."

Without asking, Jody lifts her finger up and points toward the girl.

Looking, there is an air moving around the finger behave like a tiny tornado.

Jody calls this an "Air Bullet".

Because she has an ability to control the movement of the air, it Doesn't mean she can do it many times as she wants.

Mother nature doesn't allow something that can destroy the balance of her.

So that means, Most of the Ability users in this world are limited by their body's potential. Notice that it is the word "Most" not "All".

Using an Ability does consume a lot of Jody's energy. She can be tired and run out of breath if she does something like the superheroes in comic books do.

Air bullet is an adaptation that Jody has created to use her ability to protect herself.

She controls the air to move around her fingers like water in a sink when it goes through an exit hole, it spins.

This principle is the same.

The air is ready to be kicked out and what Jody needs to do is to accurately aim the finger towards the target and kick this air out like kicking a football.

This helps Jody very much from losing her energy. Better than doing the same thing, but use 100% of her power.

" What do you want from us, miss Feminist ?!"

" Why feminist?" Jody asks Syd without looking away from her.

" 'Because they always paint their hair like that. " He replied.

" Hm. You got a point."

" Jody Johansan! Syd Barrett!.... Please listen to what I got to say! "

The pink hair girl starts talking. 

.

.

.

3 Days ago.

In the morning at the School's Coffee shop.

A woman in blonde hair is sitting alone, her blue eyes are looking up on the social media called Twitter.

She's Jody Johansan, or as known as

"Killer Queen" in the School.

Despite her habits that like to be isolated, She is quite popular in the school and among the ability users.

The reason is simple. She is good looking, She is a kind of silent cool girl who will dominate someone.

And most important, her ability to control the air. It is pretty deadly.

Her Airbullet is fast and feels very painful when it hits.

In the battle in school, Jody could end the match in under 10 seconds, that's her best record.

However, she doesn't like fighting and socialize with people. So she isolated herself out of that place.

But whoever dares to challenge her will mostly face an absolute defeat when Jody pulls out her "Gun".

Life in school is pretty boring for her, to be honest.

Jody looked at the watch and found that it is 8:45 in the morning.

The class starts at 9.

So she better left this place.

She is heading out of the place while she is passing the other table...

!

Jody stopped as something falls on the floor.it is a fork. She has no doubt that it was a person on this table who drops it.

" Oops...Sorry."

The person picks the fork up, He looked at Jody.

He is a boy, brown hair but a bit of blonde in the front.

It looks like he's on his business.

Sooner or later She will know that he is

Syd Barrett.

Jody didn't reply but keep going and finally left the place.

9 A.M.

The bell rings.

Everyone in the class is preparing for the 1st semester of the 2nd year of this highschool. However, Jody was actually older for this year.

She supposes to be in 3rd year already, but it's not that she is bad at studying that the school needs to put her in the same semester twice. In contradict, Jody is number 1 in studying. Her grades are always on the top since she has moved to this school.

the real reason is Jody has moved to this school a bit late. so she needs to wait for a year to join the 1st year.

In the class, Jody sits alone in the back.

Actually, She is placed to sit in the front but Jody refuses and chooses to swap with a kid in the back of the class.

Because she doesn't like to have anyone sitting beside her. She likes to sit alone.

A lone wolf would be a perfect word for people like Jody.

Since the bell has stopped, not for long,

The teacher walks in.

But today is strange. As he came in, he is followed by a male student.

"! "

Jody was a little surprised. because the male student is the same person she met at the coffee shop in the morning.

The class starts talking about this new student in excitement.

Especially the girls, they start to murmur.

" Wow, he's pretty cute though."

" Cute? more like... a bad boy type to me... umm..." the girl bit her lips.

" Yeah, Sarah's right. he looks a bit like a handsome bully type of boys hehehe"

" This guy...."

" hm? What is it, Jody?"

The girl in front of Jody turns back.

" Nothing. I just saw him in the morning. Didn't think that he's the new student." Jody said.

" As if you ever remember anyone's name, Jody" The girl laugh.

Jody didn't reply.

" But Isn't this a little bit weird? I mean, If he is a transferred student, won't he be like in class C or D? Like for real, This class is class 1A. The best class"

The girl asked.

" Yeah ... you got a point. His parents must be so rich that they can pay the school to send him to the best class... or he is a very talented man, I guess..."

her friend added.

The teacher starts to make an announcement.

" Everyone. From today," He smiles,

"We have a new friend who is an exchanged student and will join us this year. from today he will start living with us until the end of the 2nd semester."

The teacher turns to the boy.

" Please introduce yourself to the class."

uhh... Boring... what a pattern... I've seen so many of this situation in Ja Japanese cartoon.

Jody thought.

The boy nods.

" My name is Syd Barrett. double R, double T. I'm half Asian."

" That's it?"

" Yes, Teacher. No matter how much I say it. They won't listen if they don't want to. If they wanna know me, they'll come and ask me themselves. just know that my name is Syd that's enough."

" Okay... if you say so..."

" So, Syd, where do you want to sit?"

" .... um... In a front row, I guess." He said.

" Don't you want to sit next to Jody? so that the class will be equally pair and Jody won't study alone."

" I'm not a picky guy. mister. But she looks like she doesn't want anyone to go near her...scary... so I better not bother."

The boy says.

This word from him made Jody felt that she had been sarcastic.

" sssssshhhhiiiiittttt....."

Syd heard that the boy in the class was swearing in low voice, it's like Syd had done something that is forbidden in this school.

but he doesn't care anyway.

" However... It seems like the front row is full. So I have no choice..."

Syd then took his table and chair and then he walked to the back of the classroom.

He then sets his table on the opposite of Jody.

She's on the left side of the room near the window, He's on the right near the exit door.

" I'm fine here," Syd said.

" Alright... "

The teacher scratched his head.

" So Syd, do they inform you that there will be a pretest on the first day of the semester?"

" Wha-?!... "

Syd looks pretty shocked but he can keep his cool and pretend he's not surprised in time. No one noticed but Jody.

She grins.

" Oh... yeah... they may mention...but I forget it... I'm a sorry teacher but maybe it was a jet lag that takes away my memory," Syd tells the teacher.

" Alright. To summarize, it is just a pretest. to let you know what rank you are right now. It won't affect your grade and Syd... it is because you are a transfer student, So you have no grades in the first place and you are only staying here for 1 year. Would you like to join and see which ranks you are in? "

" hm, I'll better pass."

" You're afraid?"

"...."

No one expects Jody to speak. No... No one expects that a person like Jody will care about this new student. But it happened.

Because Jody just asks him.

" !!!! "

The whole class is now focusing on those 2 on opposite sides of the room.

" ...What?..."

" I'm asking you. Syd Barrett. In case you didn't catch it, I'll repeat it. I'm asking. Are you afraid?"

" Uh..No?" He replied, " I just don't want to."

" At least you should give it a try, you know? " Jody glared at him,

"This is the best class in the 2nd year. So I believe that you must be very talented that they send you to this class. I just want to see how good you are." 

It may seem like a normal conversation.

But deep down, everyone knows it's not.

It's a challenge. Jody is threatening him.

" Shit... she's really mad that this new guy talks bad about her! "

The students start to whisper to each other.

Jody and Syd still glare at each other for a moment, like they know the actual point of the conversation.

The boy grins.

" Ok. If you say so. Then I should give it a try."

While they are on the test.

One could tell.

Syd Barrett is having a hard time on his paper.

He's scratching his head.

The test they are having has 5 subjects.

1. English grammar.

2. Mathematics

3. Chemistry

4. Physics

5. Literature

" what the fuck does this mean...I don't understand anything about these contexts at all! "

Jody could not help but grins when she heard that from Syd.

Thanks to her ability to control the air movement. So she can hear the vibration in the air better than everybody.

Or in other words, Jody has a better sense of hearing than average humans.

She can clearly hear people whispering, the sound of a people complaining in their lowest volume, and etc.

( So in the end, you are just a kid with rich parents.)

She thought.

A time passed.

finally, the time's up.

The teacher collects the answer papers back.

" The result will be announced in the evening as usual."

He said.

For a day, an only friend in Jody's row is Syd Barrett on the other side of the room.

And now he's sleeping.

For a day.

Really...? Is jet lag this long? doesn't he get like 1 or 2 days free time in England before coming here? When I first travel here from America I have 2 free days in England to adjust the jet lag...

She thought.

However, it doesn't matter. What Jody wants to do is to teach this man a lesson not to joke with her.

She has encountered so many people like this before she got a name

"Killer Queen". So this will be another chilling target for her.

This evening he will know that there's a huge space between both of them.

 

( JoJo Bizarre adventure manga & Unordinary Webtoon Inspired) THRAK is a story about a city of education which contains people with different powers & Abilities from all around the world and The adventure of highschool students Syd Barrett who has the ability to swap an object chracteristics and, Jody Johansan who can control the movement of the air, to "Steal" something from the country's prime minister which can easily wipe the country out of the world map.

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