North to the West.

On a round table sipping their coffee while dacing each other. It was a boxer ane his physician.

"(Prof. Danilla)...I am all ears. Tell me what you want."

"(The boy)..Sadly, its not me. Coach told me to do this. And believe, I'm not happy with it. But let's talk more seriously. About your burden and Coach's real imtention. Tell me first about your impression..then, I'll tell you mine..."

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My impression of her. Not much. Just that, she was dangerous. For a peculiar person like her to be so dreadful. At such a young age, she had everything and she kbew how to deal with all of it. My impression was of a girl really strong. Strong enough to be the true leader of the world. And the day I thought of that was the day I first met her. You were here, so you must remember. You both came late at my class. I knew how strong she could become but instead, I tried to fuck her up. I guess I didn't want to accept it. Because I knew how wicked those type of person could be. And I also wanted to protect my only family left. But because of the burden place on me, I knew I was stuck. Being too smart while being poor. That killed our future. But I'm still trying to figure out a way to gain back our freedom.

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"(The boy)..I understand you got to that kind of conclusion. After all, Coach is terrying when it comes to manipulation. But you are wrong. Do you wanna know ?"

"(Prof. Danilla)...Wrong..? Who are you kidding ? I'm the--"

"(The boy)....That's one of your reason for being part of the 'none'. Your pride limit any kind of intelligence you mind can give off. And that is destroying your future you are trying to make. Listen ! I have a bet. Sometime, when a demon binds your hands. You just have to find a stronger demon to break you free. And here I come. So what will you do ? Will you keep fighting for nothing or strive for a greater good instead ? I am waiting for an answer.."

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