Since The Fall Of Maglindo
Chapter 01 part II: The Purpose of Life

Speaking of April, now the distance has really separated us. I had just reached the end of the road before, and was currently going through a road made especially for cyclists like me.

Air pollution does not show its existence clearly here, only the noise as a large vehicle passes by my side. Even though it was completely safe, there was still the fear of her suddenly a car slamming its steering wheel at me. These things are like daily food, until finally it reaches school, everything continues even though temporarily because in front of my school directly connected to the highway—agak made forward for security and comfort.

From the outside, there were already many people around the gate, they were crowding. As they approached it, they were handing out club member recruitment brochures for first-year students. I received it because I felt bad, read it while leading the bike to the parking lot, then because I was not interested so choose to throw it in the trash.

After that I regretted what I did. It was nothing, the brochure was made with hard work, so if from the beginning there was no intention to join it was better to just reject it.

I was thinking of repeating time.

In the parking lot, it turns out there are quite a number of bicycle users like me. But with each passing year, the use of bicycles has declined slightly, what else after the release of automatic public transport close to the modern word.

Although it makes me a little sad, but for now more important I focus my mind on school activities. Today he said there was no learning, so I didn't bring a bag. In the school forum, there was some notice that the ranking order of first-year students based on the registration exam test will be shown in the school. At least I know where to go now.

In the main building, I chose to enter it because indeed for all the classrooms are in it. Of course there were a lot of people here, outside, as well as at the gate, so I was a bit nervous as I passed them.

Now I was walking down the corridor, at a normal speed, looking through the sheets on the wall. There was a large notice board surrounded by many students. It was eager to see him, but every space that existed had been occupied, as if not allowing the slightest gap to the enemy. Of course I know that there is a specific reason why they are all gathered there, but it is better to finish what needs to be done is what matters. Therefore, sometimes I stop to check my name on the notice that is on each class precisely on the outside. Well in class A, B, C, my name has not been seen at all, but it ended up in class D. It was in the last order, in other words my absent number was 30 and sat in the back seat.

Coincidentally in addition to the absence number, there is also a registration test rating of 180 students from class 1 received—given that each class consists of 30 people, so the announcement of the ranking is not in order. Previously the school had reported it through the forum on each student account in question, including me.

But the result, disappointing.

It turned out that after trying to sweat, studying every time even though it was not the nerdy type, I could only reach rank 99.

For now, forget it, let the personal matter pass carried away by the breeze that hit the skin. After all, from the past my ranking during school was also not good, bad and chaotic. So at least accepting this kind of reality is not a difficult thing.

After taking a breath, I walked into the classroom. From the outside it was already seen that there were many people in Class D, but even though it was clearly said that there was a teenage boy coming in, their gazes did not change, there are some who stare even temporarily as if to say “He does not look attractive” or anything like that.

It's starting to get sad just like it used to be. As a loner, I have very few friends, including one of whom is April who also has no friends, she is experiencing critical friendships. However, such a thing cannot be proud of. Having a bad social relationship will only make life difficult, the future can even be bleak because of it. So now, in this new place where for the next 3 years I will study, then there should be at least 10 to 15 people who will be with me. That is the initial target, if the same can be achieved, then the number will be replaced to 100.

Okay, I'm starting to get my spirit back.

But there's nothing I want or have to do for now. So I chose to wait until the bell went off. Until then, no one wanted to greet me, glancing at me was rare. Though my current seat is the wish of most men, this seat belongs to a handsome and cold teenager. It should be like in an animated film, a woman will come asking something because she is concerned about my condition, the reality is even much different. There were indeed some women who had positive auras here, but she did not even look at me. Even so, I kept staring at them, a little bit of a sneer, as there were many who were suitable for getting a class idol title.

Then moments after the bell rang earlier, a grown man who looked ready for marriage finally entered the door. He seemed to reflect laziness through his appearance. It's also different from what I expected, obviously it's better to have a cheerful female teacher, even when she said “Include, I'm December, your homeroom teacher” everyone's complaining in their hearts. To make matters worse, he set a bad example for his students by sitting on the teacher's desk, but right behind him was an elegant empty chair.

Without saying anything else, such as telling her to introduce herself one-on-one, she just left the class. What he did made the whole class become full of complaints, noisy about something that also made me a little upset. But it wasn't long when someone hit the table really hard beside me.

“Can you guys stop?! Our class will be considered bad if this continues!”

His words really made everyone shut their mouths. Although a woman, speaking like that alone would definitely require a lot of courage to do so, it would be impossible if I. In addition, there are many risks later, it could be that he will be considered as someone who is not fun to be a friend.

But after a moment of silence, everyone finally began to speak again despite being not as loud as before. Maybe they were chatting about how wonderful youth was, different from me, I didn't even have anything to talk about. Usually, when getting acquainted at school, someone will choose to start from the person sitting on the chair in front of him or closer. But I, could not even feel it because the seat in front of me was empty. What a shitty fate.