I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 92's. The Mental Past

CRUST!

The sound of the classroom doors opening.

When I opened up, I saw the faces of my students I left behind. There was a bit of shock when they saw my face. I didn't say it, but I'll take it as a surprise.

They looked at me in disbelief. But because time was drained by the work of Fredrica earlier. I couldn't say 'hi' to all of them.

"Everything, our class will be the ones fighting in the early rounds." I use a flat voice. "Prepare and follow me!"

I did this so as not to show my joy when I saw their faces. It would break my pride if they saw me who wanted so badly to see his student.

"Ba-good!" Speak to them immediately and immediately.

They couldn't say anything. There were some questions they wanted to ask me, but because I had them. They can't do that.

In this way, I brought my class students to the exam site.

Not a single sound came out of their mouths. But their faces cannot lie. There was a restlessness written there.

What approximately?

Is it because I saw me back? Don't ge-er just yet, Rashid. This might be something else.

Was it because of the pressure under Fredrica's supervision? It's possible, but it's not.

After all, why would Fredrica bother to raise the grade of a class she didn't teach? It would only trouble him and the class he taught.

Then...

My mind went into one possibility. Did Fredrica put my students down to reduce the number of opponents.

Th-that's impossible, if there's a reason. It must be because he hates me, right?

"Anu, Sir?" Moka who was walking beside me suddenly regained my consciousness.

"Eh? What's up, Moka?"

"The father of it daydreams, why?"

Maybe this is a good time to ask this.

"Moka, was under the watchful eye of Fredrica's mother... You guys feeling pressured?"

The moment of truth will be revealed, is it because he hates me? Or because you want to reduce the number of opponents in the exam?

"Of course not..." Something contrary I heard.

I stared straight at Moka who was walking beside me.

"really?"

But it was not Moka who answered, but a prince who had a grudge against me who answered him.

"Sir Rashid, even though Fredrica's mother hates you. But doing such a lowly thing is impossible." (Stevens)

"Mother Fredrica still has a basis. That's what won't make him do something so stupid." (Stevens)

A foundation? Whatisit? I never knew he had something like that. But if what Stevent said is true. Then it makes me a little relieved.

"Just..." Hakam, who is next to Stevent, added. "It's a little weird."

Hearing that, both I and the others looked towards Hakam with surprised looks.

What's so weird?

"What's your max, Kam?" Moka asked.

"He's doing this like he's depressed about something. Like someone's always watching him..." (Roots)

"Observing?" (Stevens)

Hakam nodded once and looked up at the clear sky. "Every time we finish seeing one of our classes compete in the flag-taking exam. Fredrica was always staring up at the sky. His frightened look on his face seemed to say that 'i did well!'."

What Hakam said was a bit contrary to what I was thinking. The cause of Fredrica staring at the sky may have had other intentions. Fredrica who was fighting me in the pocky eating race also felt different.

If I had come to a conclusion, what is happening now is...

Fredrica is just parno!

If thought is thought. He kept staring at the sky because that's how I am now. If I can defeat Haran who has sensor capability. No wonder he would think that I have more power than that.

Fredrica was terrified every time I taught my class. In him, he always thought that my eyes were always watching his suspicious movements.

In the teacher's room, too, he was angry at me not because he still had a grudge about my brother. But he was vengeful for always feeling watched.

God, why would I think of something so exaggerated. It turns out that the person being talked about is even the same parno with me.

"Why, huh?" They continued the conversation.

"Not to be discussed! Everyone has their own problems, and this one is for sure!" I'd better stop them before I think anything weird.

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At the school gate, we took an electric bus and went to the 20 Km Tyas Family Palace in just 15 minutes.

As expected of an electric bus. Speed and comfort are number one.

When we got off the bus, our class met Ryan's class. He still looked at me gloomily. Perhaps the previous conversation was still thought of by him.

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Flasbacks

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But his eyes are still visible. He was scared when he saw me.

It always made me think, why? We are cousins, but why is he afraid of me.

There must be something.

"Ryan, what's wrong with you?" Kalem.

"Why it sucks, not something weird..." He tried to avoid me by preceding me.

He tried to dodge me. It was clear from his words.

I have to remember something! There's obviously something that makes it this way. It can't happen without a reason.

He is a poor communicator. That is common because when he was a child he was often persecuted by someone.

When I thought about it, I finally remembered.

It's mortifying...

I can't believe that my little self did such a lowly thing.

"Ryan!" I called him again, but now with a loud volume.

He looked back at me. His surprised face could no longer be hidden.

Buk up!

I hit my chest hard.

"You're like this because of me! You're a hard man to talk to (Introvert) because of me! So, while I can meet you! Please, forgive me!" This is something that seems trivial when seen. But if it is not resolved soon, it will continue.

I threw away all my pride just for this. He was my first victim. Since childhood I have always been a bully. Will do that and on and on during childhood because it was always persecuted by my elder brother. I used Ryan as... Outrage me.

Whatever it is, I'll do it. He's ruined because of me. He's useless because of me. Whatever the punishment, I will serve.

He was still silent with a clueless expression. Shortly after, however, that expression changed. A serious face he put on.

Slowly his footsteps approached towards me who was still a guilty face.

"You know, when I was a kid I was always filled with fear. Fear will do wrong! When I was a child my mindset always said, if I was wrong then there would be a part of your body that was injured! That mindset is holding me back!" He screamed loudly at me until it spurted.

"I've always suffered from not being able to speak like a normal person! Fear always surrounds me!"

"That's all because of you! But what did I get?! You even thought it never existed! More precisely you always dodge whenever you see me in distress!"

Before long, he took a step back slightly, and...

THE HUT!

My chin was kicked until it made me bounce back.

I'm patting on the paving-paving of the school garden.

But it wasn't over, Ryan ran up to me.

BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET!

My head was trampled with a very strong force. Fill my head until it comes out.

But that's the answer. This is all a result of my actions. Sooner or later, this punishment will come.

I endured the pain of each step. This pain is nothing like what I've done to her. Not as much as the number of victims I destroyed.

"WHY DID YOU JUST REALIZE IT, YOU IDIOT?!" That sentence becomes the closing sentence.

My body that was covered on the ground right now still could not see anything around it. Maybe because both my eyeballs were destroyed or something.

But there are still ears. I can hear it. Crying sounds...

THE HUT!

Ryan fell to the ground along with the rhythm.

"Why did you turn yourself in like this? Besides, I don't really think it exists. I've moved away from that past. But as you said, those memories always haunt me despite going so far." Ryan crying.

Shortly after that, my body returned to normal. My broken head returned to its original shape. The world feels back to color. My mind is back too.

At that moment, I looked at the crying child.

I felt like I was back in that moment.

"We're cousins, right?!" I held her hair.

But he brushed my hand off quickly. "You... Whatever!" He's out of words.

He stood up and left me. Before leaving he said: "Whatever you do. To forgive you for that matter is impossible for me. I'd assume it ever happened, then because of it. I can always judge you...! And one more thing, your shirt is full of blood.You better clean it up!"

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End Flashback

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Now Ryan and I will face each other in this palace. Who will win?

This is not a matter of individual strength, but rather a force that relies on the greatness of cooperation.

"Daddy, right here! I'll show you, if I've changed!" He pointed at me.

I wrote my smile on my face to return the index finger. "Let's see, cupu!" A long-standing battle did not take place between the two of us.

Here, whether Ryan will prove he can already forget that or not.