#competes

But he never did. The numbers of children kept decreasing day by day and we were the five only left in that room. Some had fainted because of exhaustion and overwhelm, but he stood with the same expression he had for years; the bored look on his face when everyone else was struggling for their life. I hated it.

“You are the only two students left, which means you will undergo a series of tests to prove who will come victor.” I perked up my ears at this. The moment I have been waiting for to put him back in his place was right in front of me form the start. But he never showed up.

“How dare he!” the arm chair flew to the other side of the room and hit the ground. I was equally angered. “How dare he disobeys and runs away!” I stared emptily at the mess that was once a chair at the end of the room. He didn’t care did he? About the butler that helped him escape, the future of the white room or even his  father. That look wasn’t anything about boredom. It was pure selfishness. Being called all those names had finally got to his head, did he think that little of peoples lives?

did he even think of them as Humans?

I vowed to find him, for my pride and for those who lost before him. I knew it would be a hard battle. And I knew of the consequences that would befall.

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I enrolled at ANHS five months ago. I was immediately transferred in class A, which was quite unexpected. It was on a normal summer evening that I decided to finally talk to him, and I knew where to find him. 

I walked down the hallway, empty, silent, dark enough to be a horror movie set. There was a shadow in the dark, coming closer and closer by the second.

It was him.

Eyes forward with that bored selfish look he carried all over the years. It was like a bullet hit my heart, my blood had run cold from the memory and I would not fade from his simple appearance. I walked pass him, a gust of wind waved through my hair and tie. 

“Come at me with everything you’ve got”