บท 11: Chapter 11: The First Class

Following the bulletin board, Kylian reached the assigned classroom where he was about to take his first class at the Elite Alpha Academy. Feeling quite nervous, he glanced at the draft that he had received on his phone after enrollment.

It was stated that every enrolled candidate would be assigned his own separate desk and chair in the class, which means his seat was also assigned already.

But along with nervousness, a deep wave of anxiety gushed inside him, as he took a few deep breaths in. Even though Stephan had urged him to attend the class, and not worry for him the more he thought of Zenith's smug face near him inside the class, he felt his skin crawling with agitation.

By now he had understood it won't be wise to pick unnecessary fights with this bully gang. Especially when he had learned that Garrion had put such a crazy amount of defamation charge against a student before, judging Zenith's eerie nature, he thought Zenith might also intend to do the same to him!

"Calm down, Kylian. No matter what those bastards say, let's not pick up big fights anymore. I came here to study, and I will only focus on that. I just have to ignore that bastard Zenith's existence, that's all." While walking here from the nurse's office, he had rehearsed those words to himself again and again in a chanting manner.

However, life doesn't always go the way we plan it to be…

As soon as Kylian opened the door of the classroom, his ocean eyes rolled in shock to realize how bigger and magnificently furnished the room was in comparison to his small high school classes. There were about 40 students inside the classroom, chattering among themselves. Most of them seemed like Alpha heirs from rich families in the city, so, Kylian was probably the only one mediocre among them.

As soon as Kylian walked in, those Alphas stopped talking to themselves and everyone's attention was quickly averted towards him. Kylian felt a bit suffocated from suddenly becoming the center of their attention, but he did his best to ignore their gazes.

But, before he was about to search for his desk, a familiar proud voice scoffed at him loudly, "Look, who we have here! Our guest has finally arrived!"

He was well aware of whose voice this was…none other than Zenith himself.

Halting his steps, he turned his neck around and saw Zenith seated at the last bench of the third row, with a devious grin towards him. He was surrounded by his fellow Alpha boys, who were busy scowling at Kylian, however, Aiden was quietly seated before him Zenith but he was focused on reading a book.

'I mustn't indulge in fights with him anymore. I have to control my temper…' Mumbling those words, Kylian tried to ignore his howl and continued searching for his assigned desk.

But as soon as he turned around, Zenith grunted even louder than before, "Are you perhaps looking for your desk, cutie? Keep walking to the end of the first row, and there's your seat."

Even though Kylian initially didn't want to trust his words, somehow he decided to obey him this time. Upon reaching the place following Zenith's instruction, his feet froze in awe.

His assigned desk and chair were completely wrecked and crooked into a pile of wooden blocks, with the words 'you must quit, peasant' written on them using a black marker pen.

Every desk had the name of their students engraved on it, but watching his named desk tainted so brutally had broken his heart. For a very long time, Kylian wanted to occupy one of the seats of this Elite Academy…his dream was fulfilled, but it came true with a cost.

While Kylian stood frozen, the remaining students of the class burst into a sharp squeal of sarcastic laughter that rang his ears.

A deep surge of anger and frustration filled his heart, but before he could speak a word, Zenith declaimed again, "Oww, did it hurt you to see this condition of your seat? Well, that's what you get for messing with me. But if you beg before me on your knees right now in front of the class, I can easily arrange a new desk for you within a few minutes."

Even though Kylian was feeling quite emotional, he retained the cold, fierce glower in his ocean eyes when he turned towards Zenith.

Meeting his smug face, he taunted him this time, "Looks like your dick wasn't broken from my kick, compared to how you keep blurting nonsense."

"What—-"

"AHEM! GOOD AFTERNOON CLASS!" By that moment, a tall, elderly Alpha teacher walked inside, with a serious expression on his face.

All the students responded to his greeting, except Kylian and Zenith who were glowering at each other. The teacher immediately noticed Kylian's wrecked desk and howled in confusion, "Goodness, what happened to that desk? Why is it broken like that? Hey, are you the new enrolled student here? It was your desk, right…Kylian Marley?"

As soon as the teacher inquired, Kylian coldly nodded while his heart was burning in rage. Looking concerned, the teacher mumbled aloud, "Each desk is specially allotted for the students one time only when they arrive here. If it gets broken like that then—"

"That guy destroyed my desk." Unable to hold his anger anymore, Kylian pointed his finger toward Zenith before he grunted aloud intervening in the teacher's words, "He…and his minions must have destroyed my desk, I am certain of that. He's a crazy guy, so it's not abnormal for him to do this either."

"What…" Suddenly turning anxious, the male teacher peered at Zenith who didn't show the slightest sign of contempt from the accusation. Keeping a brief pause, he asked, "Zenith…did you really destroy this boy's desk?"

"Aww, I feel a bit hurt if I am directly accused like this, Sir." However, brushing his silver hair bangs falling over his forehead, Zenith snorted in response, with a wink towards Kylian as he continued.

"If this cutie thinks I have broken his desk, then I accept the accusation. Yes, I told my boys to destroy his seat, because I think he doesn't deserve to sit on the desk assigned to the students of Elite Academy.

"Rather than that, I think, it will suit him best if he sits down on the floor and takes the classes with us, from now onwards."

His smug widened diabolically, popping a vein aside on Kylian's neck as he rolled his glare on him.

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