I'M Not A Special Character
First day

A low-rush sound hung on the ceiling of the room, filling the crowded atmosphere within the hall. Today is the day of the new student admission ceremony. The girl felt very much enjoying the day she had been waiting for the past few days.

Many people say that High School is a time full of memories. Just imagining it made him so excited. The thought of making new friends and being able to feel a romance story that he could only hear from others made him very enthusiastic.

Smile carvings continued to cling to her tiny face. Emitting a plain figure that invited many pairs of eyes. Just call him Arsiel Charsa. A little girl with glasses who looks like...bocil? Call it that way. Her innocent existence implied that she was a slightly less updated girl. Very naive and naive.

"you saw him? So cupu!"

"From kali village. Make-up with make."

"Bakal so tender meat kakel anyway?"

"you can't do that! Kasian if he's horrified."

I don't know when he received this treatment. It's pure he forgot or indeed he deliberately to pretend the beginning of the treatment on him changed. He knew the cause but also did not know the cause. Is he too self-destructive? Ever since this situation took place from a few years ago, he had always tried to knit the same mask day after day. Know what it means?

The joyful mood that Arsiel prepared from afar gradually decreased. Badmoods? Arsiel feels it every day. But no one noticed it. Including his parents and family.

Long before the admission ceremony for the new students, Arsiel asked her father to live separately. He wanted to stay in the dormitory provided by the school. Her father didn't mind. Maybe he was even happy? His father was relieved that he did not have to take him and pick him up. Plus he felt one 'burden' in the house reduced.

Arsiel knew that his father and mother never got along. Moreover, they had to live together with the parents from the father's side. For Arsiel, they are very selfish. Only selfish and always looking for the faults of others. It makes no difference.

Arsiel felt no difference between the atmosphere at school and at home. Although he never got physically violent at home, Arsiel always got a curse that he could not deny. Not because it was true, but because he knew that the atmosphere would get worse if he did that.

Although at school she experienced physical violence, she somehow felt better and felt worse. Understood it? He was fed up with not being able to change anything. Feeling hate for himself. Maybe because it wasn't? That was why he felt better when beaten and received pain. He was grateful that they had replaced him.

"You don't like me, do you? It turns out we don't like the same people."

A wry smile was etched small in his look. His clenching caught various unfamiliar faces that he had yet to meet.

"I'll continue to play the same role. It should be so."

Amidst the noise of the low chatter, the sound of the mic turned their attention to the large pulpit in the north. The acceptance ceremony will begin soon.

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Triiing.....

The acceptance ceremony ended with a small welcome from the principal and some appearances from the senior. Once several times the hall space was made excited by cheers. Of course Arsiel cheered, even in his heart.

Arsiel hurriedly gathered with a few other students when her class name was called. There he caught several pairs of eyes that stared dislikefully. But Arsiel doesn't feel troubled by that. For something like this, Arsiel had long since gotten used to it.

"The first day before entering the classroom, we will surround the school to introduce the school environment and facilities. After this activity you will be asked to choose an extracurricular. It is mandatory!"

The members of the osis who were accompanying the class of Arsiel exclaimed in loud and heavy voices. His stature is high. Behind his short sleeves, faintly visible muscles were being formed. Not great, but it's pretty impressive.

They started to surround the school. The senior introduced various rooms used for extracurriculars. Starting from the indoor basketball court to a fairly complete laboratory.

No wonder this High School has adequate facilities for students. This school is the third best school nationwide. Unfortunately, the level of violence here is much worse than other schools. Although there are no fatalities, still parents will feel worried if their children go to school like this, right?

After the introduction of the school environment was over, Marchel Volgy's senior guided his junior to the classroom. With a few words he then left the group.

"Aah~ is done too!"

"I'm tired! Pegel all."

The classroom began to be filled with mixed voices and overlapping each other. Initially Arsiel did not want to care about the surroundings. Suddenly, a few classmates approached. Of course Arsiel felt surprised, but he couldn't possibly show it.

They stared at Arsiel's late-goal, noticing the name attached to his left chest. Arsiel looked back, yet she remained silent without any response.

"Arsiel Charsa, huh?" Someone of them leaned forward, slashing the distance between his face and Arsiel.

Maybe he intends to intimidate Arsiel today. Looking from the appearance, Arsiel does look like a person who is easily disturbed. He looked coldly at Arsiel's eyes. Straight and firm look. Ordinary people would probably feel intimidation from him.

"Alice Ainsley, huh?" Arsiel stared at the name on the left chest, looking back at the face of the person who was now in front of him.

"The name is great!" Arsiel pulled the tip of her lips, smiling sweetly.

Seeing Arsiel's unexpected response certainly made them feel annoyed. But fortunately they were not too stupid and left Arsiel. Even though they left, Arsiel had already marked their faces. Things like 'revenge' or hidden 'challenges' he had often found.

"First lesson. If you want to upset people, answer questions with questions." Arsiel muttered softly.

The first day of entering Arsiel High School has gained several hidden enemies. Doesn't that sound like a bad luck that always comes with it?

"That girl was pretty interesting." Arsiel hid her face behind her hair. Trying to cover the face without the mask he showed now. There was no ill intent, only that he felt the same way. Arsiel intends to ascertain the origin of the attraction he is currently feeling.