I quietly sat down observing the atmosphere of the room.
The Headmistress Lee pulled out a piece of paper and pen making me look at her. Just as I was about to speak another person entered the room making me scoff.
It was my father following him was my stepmother and stepsister. I stood up but was suddenly frozen when someone else entered the room. My grandparents.
Now everything was clear. The only reason why everyone was here.
"Everyone take a seat," said Headmistress Lee discarding the aura of the room. I sat back down and put on my headphones.
I was sitting right by the window so I put my head down again and admired the view. I yet again admired the beauty of the flowers and trees that surrounded the place.
Who would expect hell to have such a beautiful and pleasing view that could be mistaken for heaven?
"Seonyoung-Seonyoung," said a voice making me raise my head. I gently took out my headphones and looked at everyone.
"ump What a disrespectful child," said the grandmother.
I gently smirk not letting her remarks get to me. After all, it wasn't the first time this had happened, and guessing it wasn't going to be the last.
"Sign the paper," said mother as she handed me a pen.
I tilled my head and looked at the paper then back at her. My face was expressionless yet she could still decipher the question my heart was asking.
I grabbed the pen without questioning and signed the paper. Then suddenly the pain that I was feeling yesterday night ran through my body yet again.
I tightly grasped my chest begging for air. After a few minutes, the pain started substituting making me close my eyes.
When I opened them everyone in the room gasped. This time my eyes were red. One was white and the other was crimson.
Next to me was a scythe. It was decorated with pure golden chains and a cross dangling from the side.
I slowly caressed the weapon then grabbed it making everyone in the room even more shocked.
This was the first time this had ever happened. That, someone, had grabbed the scythe of Hell without training.
I looked at everyone then smiled. My smile was sinister and evil.
I additionally again closed my eyes making everything seem as if it was a dream. I put my headphones back on and exited the room.
I walked out and headed back to class.
The headmistresses watching the whole entire scene looked at my mother then asked everyone to leave.
I sat back down at my deck and continued to look out the window
For all the years I have lived one thing that I learned was that dreams are just an illusion of reality. They are made to make us feel better maybe that was the reason why I wanted my mother to come back but now the feeling wasn't the same anymore. After that meeting, my outlook on life changed. I wanted nothing to do with that woman.
After classes, I headed back to the dorm to grab my sports bag. I opened the door but found myself quickly closing it.
What were they doing here?
I opened the door again and headed in acting like I was the only person in here.
"Seonyoung," said my mother I a pitiful voice. I grabbed my bag then turned around heading for the door.
"Seonyoung," screamed my grandmother making me turn around.
I tilted my head and looked at both of them emotionlessly.
My mother's expression suddenly changed. She walked up to me then stopped looking me in the eyes then slapped me.
"You look like him," continued my mother looking at me with a disgusted look and yet again slapping me.
"I wanted for 8 years," I said dropping my bag. " I left everything I ever had," I resumed tears crawling down my gills.
" I gave up my rights waiting for you and this is what you do," I screamed.
"Yes I look like him but did I ever wish to be born in this mess," I asked her my eyes filled to the brim with anger.
Not hearing an answer I grabbed my bag and started walking then stopped.
"Forget me," I said exiting the room.
As soon as I left I whipped my tears and walked the lockers to change. I sat down on the bench rethinking the scene from the dorms.
Why did I say that? Was this what I was waiting for?
I snapped out of my thought due to my phone ringing. I quickly answered but it automatically hung up.
I disregarded the call and finished changing then headed to the outdoor gym.
I was welcomed by other students making me even more nervous. I sat down in my own corner when Dae came up to me she wa holding two drinks in her hand.
She held out her hand giving me one. I looked up the see her chuckle.
"Have it," she said as I grabbed the drink.
"Your name is Seonyoung right," she asked taking a seat next to me.
"Hm and your Dae, right," I asked giving her another smile.
"Your cute," she said as she admired my face." And your hair what happened," she uttered making me worried.
"uhm thank you too," I complimented back trying to avoid the question about my hair.
"Okay everyone," screamed Mrs. Kim making everyone line up in rows.
"This might be the easiest class that you have to use your quirk in," continued Flora making me look away.
Everything they were teaching I already knew it so I zoned out into space.
After I few minutes I felt someone tapping my shoulder.
"Seonyoung do you mind coming here," said Mrs.Kim making me walk towards her.
"Today we're going to have 3 exercises, the first one is to bring this ball up as him as you can," continued Flora.
"The maximum is 100 yards," finished Mrs.Kim as she handed me the ball.
I grabbed the ball and looked at than at the sky.
I took a step back then threw the ball adding a little bit of my quirk.
After my throw, I started heading back to my row when Flora suddenly stopped me.
I turned adn tilled my head.
"What," I mouthed getting her to scoff.
"Go back to the headmistress office," she screamed making it loud and clear to everyone in the gym.
I simply nodded adn exited the room disregarding the whispers that were filling the room.
I snapped my fingers changing my outfit adn continued my walk.
I entered the room with a smile.
It seemed as if my expression made the Headmistress scared.
I invited sat down on her couch and looked at her.
"What can I do for you Headmistress," I asked picking up the state that was on the table.
Trying not to let her worry show the headmistress casually walked towards then sat down.