Introduction

"Did you contact Klaus about where the heck he is already Caleb?" Aviel asked while sitting on the desk.

"I did but that bastard wont respond to my messages." He answered as he sent another text to Klaus.

This guy. Just how much is Klaus ignoring him. His messages are almost never marked as seen. I know they are not that close but I didn't think it'll be this worse. Many would mistake this guy as a clingy girlfriend. My deepest condolence Caleb.

"That guy probably got lost again. You know how he is. Even if you give him a most detailed map in the universe he'll still find a way to get lost. Maybe one day we'll be surprised to ever get a notice of him missing." I shrugged in disbelief.

Caleb laughed.

"Pfft. Late on his first day and also skipping the entrance ceremony. tsk tsk tsk, what a bad boy he is." He said teasingly.

This is probably the reason why Caleb and Klaus never gets along.

I sighed.

Swish.

The sound of the sliding door being opened.

"Good morning class. Please take your seats." A voice spoke as they stepped inside the classroom.

He's wearing a teaching uniform. He's probably that guy I saw on stage together with the other teaching staff and by the looks of it seems like he's gonna be our new advisor this school year.

"My name is Blake Isseman. You can call me Mr. Isseman, Mr. Blake or Teacher. And I'll be your new advisor for this school year."

He's huge. He's almost as tall as the half of the massive white board behind him. Judging by his appearance he's probably in his early 30's.

"Now shall we start by introducing ourselves? Let's get started from the front." He points at the one seated near the door.

Ah it's that grey haired guy again.

"My name is Lucas Leonardo Arial Goettems. Born in Brazil, 16 years old. Pleasure to meet you guys."

Looks like I was right. He is the only son of the greatest chef in the cooking industry.

Bang.

The sound of the sliding door being opened with rush.

"I apologize for my tardiness sir!" A young man voice shouted out of breath with a somewhat Italian accent.

Ah looks like this guy's finally here. What a pain in the ass.

"May I know the reason why you are late student. And as I've seen I guess you also didn't attend the entrance ceremony right?." The teacher asked with a smile.

This guy's completely cooked. There's no saving this guy. Look at Aviel and Caleb silently laughing their ass out.

"I'm Klaus Lothaire Albrecht sir! I was late because I got lost on my way to school. I just came back from Italy and I'm still not familiar with the surroundings here!." Klaus shouted while still out of breath.

The teacher let out a sigh.

"Fine. You better not do it again."

"Yes sir!." Klaus replied while wiping his sweat.

Look at that guy unconsciously inciting his female classmates with that handsome face of his. This is why I hate handsome guys.

"Take your seat." Said Mr. Blake as he placed his palm in his face in disbelief.

"Pfft you never change do you, Klaus?" I said teasingly.

"Oh shut up." Klaus pouted as he sat down to a seat beside me.

Klaus Lothaire Albrecht. He's also one of my childhood playmates in the past. This guy is a pretty athletic and will spend most of his free time training. There's no sports that he can't do. He's got that looks, grades and etc but is literally bad directions. He went back to italy in his break and he just arrived yesterday. Making excuses about him not familiar with his surrounding is a lie. That guy is just that bad with directions!.

"Alright. Let's continue." Mr. Blake said.

"Sevastyan Svyatolaz Nikolayev. 16 years old. Just call me Sebastian."

"Benjamin Oliver. 16 years old. Hope we all get along."

"Lin Shuxian. 15 years old. You can just call me Aviel."

"Yelizaveta Valeriya Nikolayev. 15 years old. My english name is Elizabeth just in case you guys have a hard time pronouncing mine."

Nikolayev? Seems like her and Sebastian there are related. Are they siblings? From what I've heard the albinism was a common case in the Nikolayev family. But hers only affects on her hair. Well, that's actually none of my problem so I'll might as well mind my own business.

"Isaac Zuriel Kemet. 16 years old."

Looks like there are quite the hotshots here in our classroom. To think that a person with ancestral blood from the royal family in egypt is here.

"My name is Caleb Dmitri Bianchi. 16 years old."

Ah it looks like it's already my turn now.

"I am Lee Jaehwi. 16 years old. I'll pretty much consider if you guys call me Gabriel."

I smiled.

"Ah should I introduce myself once again sir?." Klaus asked while raising his hand.

"No need. Proceed." Mr. Blake replied.

Hm? That guy behind Klaus. He seems familiar. That's weird, I don't remember seeing him at the entrance ceremony..

"My name is Sevan Aloïs De Auclair. Nice to meet you all."

As I thought. That guy really is familiar, I feel like we've met before. But I don't really remember when or how.

I pondered. Trying to remember him but it was no use. Ah I give up, I can't remember.

After a few minutes, the whole 37 students in the 9-A finished introducing themselves. And I've got to say what crazy line up of classmates do I have. A son of the Greatest Chef in the cooking industry. A famous Athlete. Second son of the Famous Renowned Doctor. Daughter of an Oil tycoon. Another daughter of a Renowned Doctor. Direct descendant of the Royal Family. Successor of a Famous Business. A chaebol, and another successor of another Business.

Looks like this school year won't be as peaceful as I wanted it. Give me a damned break!!.