Archery Club

"Mr.Hans is the most feared teacher here! If you didn't pay attention to his class, then you are over!" Sharile said dramatically. All the trace of politeness has gone. Another boy named Charles Radorock nodded in agreement. He had a red hair and red eyes. A medium body builds for a 16 years old boy.

"I was chased out of the class when I was caught playing a game in his class." Charles sigh.

"That was your own fault. The only way to get in his good book was to get a high score in his class." Dioz said laughing, he sat beside a blonde haired girl. Flirting with her. "Right? Arlisle?" The girl giggled then nod.

"Mr.Hans only show kindness to Vianzo," Frida said with a sigh. Then all of them turned to look at Vianzo who sat on his seat beside Alfizar with jealousy. Vianzo laughs nervously, bringing his hands up in defense.

"Come on, guys. All you need to do is just open a book a day before his class. Then you will get a good grade." Vianzo forced himself to laugh.

"We do not have that brain of yours." Sharile with a scowled.

"Even if you hand over your first rank to me, I won't take it. I still treasure my life." Charles said, sneaking a glance at the rumored Academics star killer, Harloz Sweinzrev. He sat on his seat minding his own business with his smartphone. The Atmosphere around them almost immediately turned a bit cold.

"What is the subject this Mr.Hans teach?" Alfizar said to changed the conversation topic.

"He taught us Math…" Rachzi said slowly, then he slapped his forehead. "Oh no, we got Math for the first lessons today." All of them groaned, save Vianzo who scratched his head.

"What's with Math? All we need to is just understand the formula, right?" Alfizar said in curiosity.

"Oh, you don't know better. Even if you understand what he said while explaining, you still won't be able to answer any of his questions!" Dioz said with his eyebrows twitching. One of his arms now on the girl's shoulder. Arlisle doesn't look bothered by him. 'This playboy...' Alfizar could only silently sigh. Dioz was one of the most dangerous species that Alfizar has to keep Aurina save from.

"You won't understand why all of us like this now. But you will after you meet him." Sharile said as she patted Alfizar's shoulder. The bell rang. The students began to get into their own seat. "You are a new student, so be careful. Maybe you will get a lot of his attention."

Just as they said, Mr.Hans face was terrifying. He was thin and really tall, his brown hair graying and almost bald, his nose a bit crooked, he was scowling as he walked to the teacher's desk in front of the class. His black sharped eyes scanned the classroom. Then his eyes landed on the still sleeping Frans. From their own respective seats, Alfizar and Rachzi smacked their own forehead, forgot to wake him up, while the rest of the class held in their laughter, and a few failed.

Mr.Hans face turned red with anger. He breathed in a lungful air as the student began to cover their ears. Alfizar was confused but followed suit after Vianzo nudged his arm. Now he glad he covered his ears.

"FRANS SURZAS!" Mr.Hans roared startled the sleeping Frans. After his brain registered the situation, his face paled.

"A-Ah! Mr.Hans! I'm sorry! I can explain!" Frans said frantically as he waved his hands around to make his point across.

"Explain your arse! I clearly saw you sleeping!" Mr.Hans shouted angrily.

"Mr.Hans! I didn't sleep!" Frans insisted.

"Not sleeping?! Then what are you?! Meditating?!" And so began Mr.Hans scolding angrily for an hour straight, ended up with Frans kicked out from the class for the remaining hour.

Just as his classmates told him before, Mr.Hans explain the Math formula simply, and clearly. But when he gave them a questioned to answer, it was completely different from the example. Though Alfizar managed to answer it. Mr.Hans didn't say anything, his seemingly permanent scowl didn't lessen, but he did give Alfizar an approving nod. Is that what his classmate said with kindness?

Weeks had passed by peacefully. Alfizar befriends his classmates, minus a boy named Harloz Sweinzrev. A loner boy from Alfizar's point of view. Most of the time, he was always with Rachzi, Dioz, Vianzo, and Frans. Frans was still bitter about not being woke up by them in Mr.Hans's class. Frida Vonzuck and Sharile Jardoz also often helped him in many unimportant ways. But still helped nonetheless. Frida also often helped him in class, gave him tips about the teacher. Somehow with her helped, Alfizar managed to get a good grade and got into the teacher's good book.

His rehabilitation going smoothly, he could run freely now, although not for a long time. Still, it was a great improvement for him. He just joined Henry's club, but he hasn't joined a duel right away. He still training his reflex, move, and stamina. After school, either one of his friends would have him with them at their club. Just as they 'promised' to Henry.

Today was nothing different. Although he had joined a club, he still tags along one of his friends because he doesn't know most of the Combat and Defense Club's member.

"I will take Alfi with me today," Rachzi said as he turned off the table's screen.

Clink!

A small sound of falling metal resounded from Vianzo's seat. They turned to see Vianzo pick something up. It's turned out to be a metal spoon.

"Frans, you can go to the club first. I will be there after I returned this spoon to the cafeteria." Vianzo stood up from his seat.

"Okay." Frans nodded his head. The both of them were in the same club. Shooting club.

"I will get going first. See you tomorrow." Dioz winked at them as he pulled another girl with him to the Combat and Defense club. Alfizar definitely has to keep this dangerous species away from his sweet sister.

They arrived at the Archery Club's room. It was a big room with a two-story-high ceiling, and there was a second floor looks like a balcony for the instructor, teachers, or even spectators to watched the Archery activity. The floors were connected through escalators. And it was quite crowded.

Since there will be a competition in a month everyone worked hard. A twenty years old woman wore a chest-guard walked closer to them. She has a long brown curly hair that has reached her back tied into a half ponytailed. She was the Archery Club's captain, Briana Hanson, from the University section. With a bright smile, left hand held on a mechanic bow and right hand on her waist, she approached the both of them.

"Yo, wimp!" Brianna said as she laughing loudly. The club's members just doing their own things, not minding their captain's unwomanlike behavior.

"Please Ms.Hanson. I'm working on my strength now." Alfizar said as he folds his hands over his chest, showing how annoyed he was being called a wimp.

"Oh? I have not seen you for a week, and you have become stronger?" Brianna teased him. She just got back from competed with another city. Hoped to win and become their country's representative as archery athlete. "And as I have said many times before, stop calling me 'Ms.Hanson'. I'm not my mother, I'm still young and full of passion."