Maple High School Academy Hidden Year 1
The Vision from the Sky - Hope

Hope

“STONE-LIUR-CUELEBRE! Can you stop pacing, Thedon Usador?”

The regret of Shalima Shero, the vice prefect of fantasy dormitories, has reached the crown. The black-haired girl seemed annoyed to see the main prefect from earlier just taking notes while walking back and forth. This made Shalima, who had been nervous since last week, finally explode as well.

“What's with Cuelebre saliva?” whispered the vice prefect of sci-fi dormitory, Habibie Alfarabi, to the graceful bespectacled girl beside him, Elleanor Galina Thompson. The Cuelebre is a giant snake with bat wings on its back. It can turn into a magic stone that can cure diseases. However, at a time like this it seems less appropriate to discuss zoology and mythology.

“Shal is trying to memorize some of the healing properties with a curse,” whispered Elle as slow as possible.

“Stone-liur-Cuelebre!” Now Habibie who cursed ala Shalima. “That kid really likes to learn, huh?” Habibie shook his head. Elle flicked her body. He also likes to learn, but it is not to curse everything.

In the room was gathered six students who were selected as prefect— - a kind of degree for students who help supervise students and enforce discipline in school. Since five days ago, they gathered to prepare for the welcoming event of the new school year, including the welcoming of new students. The show will last two more days. Miss Elafir, the vice principal, told the prefects to prepare for a memorable event. In fact, when the first generation entered school, the welcoming event was very simple.

In fact, their preparations had already been completed by eighty percent. However, there was still no idea about the closing night. Since this morning Thedon has continued to discuss while taking notes and pacing the road.

Zovras Aldebaran, one of the three prefect members, just gave a funny grin. He enjoyed the school drama in front of him. While Elion, the prefect of the Fallen Angel race, tried to be vigilant. His grandfather once said that women's anger can be likened to volcanic lava.

“Try more casually, Mr. Chairman. We all share the same burden,” said Elle sage.

Shalima now lowered her head while puffing her cheeks. Red streaks were seen on her tanned cheeks. It is very difficult to be graceful, even though it is on the resolution list for the new school year.

“Maybe we should rest?” tawar Zovras is known to be very relaxed. According to Thedon, the teachers appointed Zovras as a member prefect because he was easy to get along with and could make the atmosphere cheerful.

“I agree,” said Shalima, “I also have to meet Madam Polina.”

“You sick?” tanya Thedon felt guilty. “This is our meeting?”

The girl asked immediately grimaced. Is that his self-healing ability, to the point that meetings can make him sick?

“I want to listen to Madam Polina's briefing on internships at school clinics.”

“Wow, that's a very good opportunity!” elle. Shalima replied to Elle with a very strong nod and a big smile. Only things that smell of health can restore the mood of The Queen of Regeneration.

Eventually the six prefects cleaned up his things.

“Flavonoid-and-Saponin!” shalima's strangulation followed the fall of a lunchbox from her bag.

Habibie was flabbergasted to hear Shalima say something like science in the form of swearing. Students with the ability to neutralize radiation did not know that Shalima Shero was very fond of swearing.

Shal's lunchbox fell near Zovras' feet with the lid already open. There's a bright red cake neatly lined up in there. Without permission, Zovras took one of the cookies and ate it.

Shal likes to miss his family when he's in the dorm. So, during the holidays yesterday, Shal learned to cook with his mother. Steamed bolu is one of the traditional cakes he learned. By making and eating cakes that his mother often made, Shal hopes his longing can be cured. However, of course she is not as happy as mother in making cakes. This morning alone he put too much cranberry extract into his steamed sponge. He is also unsure of its taste.

“Nak! The color is similar to fire flower that is blooming in school,” praise Zovras while chewing.

“Yup,” said Elion agreed, “I will eat it while looking at the flowers. Thank you, Shalima!” The gray-winged Fallen Angel stepped outside the room while holding a steamed sponge in her hand.

 Seriously, Shalima whispered to the firefly on top of her palm. This made Amara Leowyns, the Elf Princess, unable to bear to tease her.

“You gave the burden that ten fireflies of hope should have borne, Shal. Let alone the poor animal so unable to fly because the burden of hope is too heavy!”

Shalima just stared at Amara while pouting in embarrassment.

“Hopefully you wouldn't mind conveying my hope to the universe,” whispered Shal to the firefly in his hand. He then released the fireflies into the air.

Shal turned his gaze to the entire corner of the school grounds that had already become a banquet place for dinner. The kitchen fairies were busy serving the students and teachers who continued to eat while chatting. This dinner was made relaxing. It seemed that some second-rate students were already engrossed in chatting with new students. Levi Strauss was even surrounded by some students who were amazed by his machine creatures.

“He is introducing a new club he wants to start. Genius Scientist, Mad Scientist, or something.” Amara tries to calm Shal, who suspects Levi will mess up. You see, it's been a whole day human children from the sci-fi dormitory were quibbling about the boring welcoming event. “Levi needs proof after—in his opinion—dia was dishonorably discharged from the Robotic.” club

Shal distracts him from Levi by greeting some of the new disciples of the Elf race, including Chalia Aetoris who had knocked out Thedon's concentration this morning. He and Amara also had a conversation with Baskara Dastradi of the human race.

After feeling enough to greet the new students, Amara and Shal went to visit the candy cloud outlet. There is Thedon who looks increasingly murky after knowing there was an incident in the cage of magical animals this morning.

“A very meaningful closing night,” Amara said as she pointed at the hopeful fireflies flying around in the sky. Actually, Amara wanted to make Thedon relax. However, he sounded more insinuating than praising.

“This is your best friend's idea, loh,” said Shal pouting.

After Zovras told him the fire flower was blooming all over the school, Shal remembered the firefly of hope. They are the only insects that drink nectar from fire flowers. Even so, their life span was very short, ten days only. After mating on the fifth day, the males simply fill their stomachs each night with flower nectar to death. If they drank a lot of nectar from the fire, they would fly until their bodies were charred in the sky. Some believe that the hope whispered to the fireflies will unravel in the sky when their bodies are charred. That hope will fuse with the universe and the universe will help make it happen. Very fitting with the beginning of a new school year where the hope for the next year meets the minds of every student and teacher.

“What the hell did you ask to be so solemn earlier?” cetus Valfred of the werewolf race suddenly joined them. He was busy asking new students about their cooking preferences. He plans to start a Baking and Cooking club.

“Want back to Ginkgo Forest?” god Thedon. Shal's story of being the victim of a raging dragon when field research has spread because it was touched on by Mr. Navarro in a welcoming speech. The incident included one example of unexpected events that could occur on Maple Island, so there is always a reason to be careful and hone self-defense. Shalima is ashamed.

“She'll definitely want to meet Fallen Angel who has the black hole, yes?” Valfred throws his guess at Amara. The wolf man was sure Amara had read Shal's mind when the girl said her wish earlier.

Not particularly. Shal said a lot of hope, including meeting Malechite and being a charming girl so as not to be too lame if later meet Thann. However, when he wanted to express his hope to meet Thann, Amara was interrupted.

“Black holes? You mean the Black Hood?” asked Thedon while pointing at one of their class students who was sitting on the roof of the school. His black robe and hood fluttered in the night breeze.

Shalima only realized that there were indeed students who were rumored to be his son The Prof because they were both mysterious.  His name is not listed in the list of students' names and knows he is called the Black Hood. He never heard his voice in class and could suddenly exist and then disappear. The teachers don't bother about it either. In fact, when the prefects gathered a week before the new school year, he was also seen already wandering around the school.

“He has a black hole?” Valfred asked back.

“Ah, the information is still unclear, anyway. I overheard Miss Elafir discussing the Black Hood with Mr. Navarro in his room. He mentioned a hole that absorbs energy. I thought that was the black hole you were referring to.”

Suddenly, there was a beautiful chant typical of sirens from Lakevender as the appearance of a nuskabadori flying around the event site. All the new boys look amazed. After ending his singing, the creature flew into the arm of the Black Hood.

Shalima's forehead is wrinkled. It was black holes and energy, and now it's nuskabadori. It's too coincidental, right?

Everyone was still staring into the sky as the firefly of hope in the sky started to scorch. They turned into a beautiful red smoke before disappearing absorbed the universe. Everything was as planned until a huge explosion appeared in the sky. The explosion left a red light that shot down into a rain of ash. Everything in the courtyard was covered in red ash, including the teachers and students.

Shalima and Thedon looked at each other. Who's crazy enough to do all this?

“Levi Strauss!”