5. Thoughts

Within half an hour, Shaayadh woke up from his meditation-sleep.

Looking around, Shaayadh noticed that some of the other kids were also sleeping. Teacher Rosy was talking and joking with those who were awake... among them, most were older than Shaayadh.

Since St. Mary's was just a small nursery, there were not many teachers. Only three teachers were there to teach kindergarten kids. Among them, Teacher Rosy was responsible for eleven children, including Shaayadh. The class also consisted of 4- and 5-year-old children.

'I thought children would be very lively...' Shaayadh smiled as he got up to move towards Teacher Rosy.

It had been around two months since he joined this nursery. He was doing pretty well in learning. Although they had only taught letters and number recognition, Shaayadh had shown good intelligence so far. So, for him right now, brightening up himself a little more wouldn't be much of a problem won't bring too much surprised gaze from others.

And to show off, it had to start with Teacher Rosy...

So, Shaayadh's first plan was to make Teacher Rosy kneel in front of him.

No dirty thoughts there... He wanted to make her bow her head under his wisdom, not under any other things.

As for why? It was just his twisted thought... He wanted to make these kids jealous. How would it feel when the teacher acted utterly partial?

And Teacher Rosy's appearance wasn't bad either. Although she was not fair-skinned, she had her own charm. Her figure was also excellent.

Wouldn't it feel good to be taken care of by a good looking lady always?

'Hehe... I really want to experience how it feels when everyone and everything revolves around a single person' With his lips curved up high, Shaayadh moved silently behind Teacher Rosy.

With a lightning-fast move, he hugged her hips from behind and started to sob slowly.

Rosy was startled when she felt someone hugging her. But when she saw Shaayadh's eyes looking as if they would overflow at any moment, she started to coax him.

Moving into her bosom and finding a comfy place, Shaayadh silently wept.

"Shaai~ What happened? Why are you crying?" Teacher Rosy asked in a soft voice.

Of course, Shaayadh wouldn't say anything. He just hugged her tightly and sobbed.

Rosy kept patting his back as she continued to coax him. She had seen many similar cases, unreasonable children who cry suddenly without a rhyme or reason.

After a little while, when he felt it was enough, Shaayadh opened his mouth: "Teacher... Snake... I am scared..."

Hearing him, Rosy immediately understood what had happened.

"It was just a dream... snakes won't come. Teacher is here. Teacher will protect Shaai," Rosy said and continued her coaxing.

After a few more minutes of hugging, she picked him up and placed him on his mat again.

With that, this simple episode also came to an end.

As for why Shaayadh made this little episode happen? Of course, he had his own plan. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

After teaching the awake kids one by one about number and letter recognition, Rosy let them play before moving to Shaayadh's mat.

Shaayadh's mother tongue was Tamil, a language with 247 letters: 12 vowel letters, 18 consonant letters, 216 compound letters, and one special letter.

Children start by learning vowel letters first, then move step by step until they completely learn all 247 letters.

Of course, here in ZT country, they naturally taught English. But the importance given to it wasn't much.

Bringing a few flashcards and colorful letters, Teacher Rosy taught Shaayadh to recognize letters again before asking him to point them out.

Among the children here, Teacher Rosy was most satisfied with Shaayadh. In just two months, he had caught up with those who had joined the nursery in January. He could recite and recognize numbers 1-10, albeit with a little stuttering. As for Tamil vowel letters, naturally, he aced them.

But what surprised her today was... When pointing out and reciting the letters' names, Shaayadh didn't even pause and said each number and letter's name with a smooth flow.

She was really surprised.

With a kiss on his cheek, she praised him.

"Shaai really is a smart boy~ From Monday onwards, Teacher will teach Shaai how to write these letters, okay~?"

"Mmm," Shaai murmured.

"Yeah~ Writing is really fun. It is the same as drawing. Once Shaai learns how to write, you will like it very much~" Teacher Rosy said, drawing colourful cakes with her mouth as she hyped up writing for a while.

Hearing her, Shaayadh silently rolled his eyes. But he kept his eager look, hmm-ing here and there.

At the same time, when Rosy mentioned learning to write, another thought also emerged in his mind...

After giving him a little more of her drawn cake, Rosy let Shaai play with building blocks and shape-sorting games before moving on to another sleeping 4-year-old child.

The day passed by, and little Shaai also refined some of his plans in detail in between and took rest when his brain felt tired.

Shaai also took the chance to ask Rosy for the mirror that hung high on the classroom wall.

He hadn't had the chance to verify his current looks.

In his past life, he had never seen his childhood pictures.

He had only heard his mother and relatives praise that he was really cute and good-looking as a child.

As for the current body's vivid memory of the past four years... He hadn't looked in the mirror for almost a year. So it was also vague.

Yup, his family didn't have a mirror now.

Vanitha and Nathan didn't buy one after moving to District-04 from District-09 three months ago. They used all the money they had to rent that 'room-house' and buy some pots and plates.

To Vanitha, buying a mirror was a waste of money.

...The look in the mirror surprised him a little.

Although his body looked thin, it was not like his sister, who could be called the definition of a malnourished child. Maybe because he was younger, Vanitha really didn't let him starve.

He had big, charming eyes, thin red lips, a little straight nose, and an oval face... In his opinion, his current looks could score at least 88 out of 100. If he could take care of his skin and eat better, the score could rise to 90.

'Hmm...? Although I was good-looking in my older years, I could only give my face 75 points. That was mostly because of my charming eyes... If not, the score would be even lower,' Shaayadh mused as he fell into deep thought.

In his past life, he was the type who looked average from afar and good-looking up close. His face's plus points could only be noticed when looking at him closely.

'I should take care of my body properly in the future. Appearance is always a plus. Yup, there is also that mewing technique that was famous... I should try that too,' he thought, a light in his eyes. Even if he could improve his appearance a little, it would be good.

'As for now... My current look is enough. I am indeed very cute-looking now.' With a proud look, he returned the mirror and shooed away the other children who wanted to sit in Teacher Rosy's lap before occupying that comfy place for himself.