His name

Zane was not sure that his hearing was correctly functioning and he pointed his hand at his chest. "Me?"

The System suddenly sent a notification to his mind.

[Sensitive Information of someone with high potential had been detected. Should the system automatically submit it? Automatic submission is 1 intel point]

As if that was not enough, Zane's Precise Memory activated at this moment, throwing Zane back twelve years ago when he was in Second grade.

His teacher, Mrs Smith had said that he should stop reading and he would only be allowed to continue if he participated in recess. Zane had waited quietly by the sea-saw for the child who was playing to stop but the child happily played. The young Zane had stepped forward and pushed the child off the sea-saw. The young child had fallen to the ground and burst into tears. A red bruise on his knees. Mrs Smith had rushed to them and asked Zane to escort the boy to the healer.