Sil continued to sob in the corner of the classroom, and most of the students chose to ignore him, preparing themselves for the class they were about to have, and catching up on what they had done the other day.
The only one that had gone to approach him was Vorden. However, he had understood why the others had given up in trying to help, it was because this had become a daily occurrence. To put it simply, Sil was a crybaby that took the littlest of things and blew them up in that mind of his.
Sitting down next to him with his back against the wall mimicking him, Vorden was trying to comfort him. "Go on, why don’t you tell me why Raten said you stink?"
Raten was already in his seat that wasn’t too far from the back of the class, Vorden could see him peeking over and looking behind at them.
"Yesterday, when the results came out. He turned to me and said I stink." Sil replied while taking deep breaths from his crying. "So today, when I woke up, I showered extra careful. More than I usually do, using soap everywhere. Then he called me stinky again this morning."
"I was just greeting you!" Raten shouted. "I have names for everyone. Square face, ding a ling, two faced, rat eyes, bubble gut and weak balls that’s next to you right now."
"Weak balls?" Vorden chuckled, he didn’t know if it was true, as he had never heard Raten call him that before, at least not to his face, or if he just regretted what he had said and was hoping Sil would cheer up.
"Really, it’s normal," Sil said, wiping away his tears. "Then what should I call you?"
Standing up, Raten placed his foot on his chair with his knee up and then pointed at himself.
"Number one, because I’m the best in this class."
"Aren’t you number two?" One of his classmates said.
"Isn’t that why you called him stinky in the first place."
"Ha, and in written exams, he’s in the last place." The other kids commented.
Raten’s face had gone bright red, and he immediately went to sit back down in his seat. He had his head held down, and a piece of water had dropped down on the table from his face.
"Are you crying?" One of his classmates sitting next to him said. "How could someone with such a big head be so soft, I think you’re the real crybaby."
"Shut up!" Raten said, turning to his fellow student. He grabbed the back of his head and slammed it down on the desk with a wallop. His head flung back up, and a bloody nose squirted blood out everywhere.
Immediately Vorden and Sil got up from the corner of the classroom and held back Raten’s arms so he couldn’t do anything more.
"I’ll kill him, I’ll kill him. What’s wrong with him, why can’t he mind his own business and keep his mouth shut? Do people have to comment on every single little thing that happens around them?"
Eventually, the teacher had entered the room and had gotten them to calm down. The three, Sil, Raten and Vorden were sent out of the classroom. While the teacher would ask the class what exactly happened.
This wasn’t exactly the first time something like this would happen where the three of them were together. Sil didn’t really have any friends due to his crybaby like nature. As for Raten he had a few problems. Raten was skilled when it came to fighting and using abilities, and because of it, the other students felt like he was a little big headed.
But there was a frustration he carried with him all the time. There was one person who would outdo him on the ability test, and that was Sil. With the constant teasing from his classmates and this frustration, it led to him having some anger issues, and outbreaks that happened like before, would become frequent.
Then there was Vorden. The talkative type, he was able to talk to anyone but at the same time, felt like he really wasn’t making a connection with anyone as well. At the start, he thought he considered some of them friends but soon found out they didn’t feel the same way.
The reason being, he too was shunned in the class, the reason for this might be why Raten had given him his name. When it came to Vorden, he achieved the lowest results compared to everyone, he was a loser.
They were kids, and the Temple put a lot of emphasis on trying to become the best. Constantly showing rankings in different fields. Naturally, they started to feel if they hung out with him, he would only drag them down as well.
This led to the current situation. Although it was hard to call them friends, the three of them became common acquaintances who would out of no choice of their own, hang out with each other more than anyone else.
Standing against the wall, Raten’s legs were getting tired as the adrenaline would start to leave his body as well. He let out a big sigh.
"I can’t believe I got held back by Weak balls and Stinky."
"Well, we don’t want number one getting in trouble," Sil said.
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