"Hi, my name is Reyna Schmitz. Yes, your guess is right that the surname is indeed Schmitz, the largest bank company in the world. I'm the heiress of it so if anyone's thinking of bullying me just because I came from the lower classes, I'll get your families bankrupt,"
Reyna let out a dashing smile, her purple eyes glistening that felt threatening to the onlookers. She left the front as her short brown hair swayed while she made her way to her seat beside Cesar.
The others who listened to her brief yet precise introduction couldn't help but shiver upon realizing she wasn't just a nobody. All of them cast quick looks at her before they waited for the next person to introduce themselves.
The introduction has been going very well for the most part. Arnold's objective of wasting time is slowly being accomplished as he is relaxing on his chair, letting out a tired yawn from his mouth.
Next who came to the front was one of the twins, Joshua. Strolling with a relaxed pace, he turned the crowd and calmly spoke.
"The name's Joshua Fensir. I'm not really interested in anything as long as you don't get me or Nike's way. If you have a problem with us, say it straight in my face and we can deal it with our fists. Oh, before that, if you can see that our problems are resolved through negotiations, then we can start with that. A pleasure to meet you all,"
'Hah, these two...'
Aside from the past introductions that already occurred, the past two students have already added warnings to not mess with them less they met with unfortunate circumstances they wouldn't want to come on their way.
Cesar couldn't blame them. After all, he did the same thing when he got transferred in this class. However, unlike the two who gave a few sentences, he only said four words for them.
-Don't even bother me.
First and foremost, Class 1-A had a history of being arrogant and full of themselves. They were the embodiment of absolute power, utterly best, and authoritative figures that might lead humanity in the future, after all.
Cesar wasn't generalizing most of the students in the class. It's just that some of them are just getting on his nerves.
Hence to fight arrogance, give them arrogance as well. Or give them the hardest wake-up call which is instilling fear.
In the end, the situation turned worse and Cesar remembered that he mostly exchanged fistfights with these people. Aside from Jacqueline and a handful of students, they got a taste of the lifetime where a lower class demolishes the strength they carefully groom.
'What a nice time,' Cesar mused inwardly as he watched Nike silently trod to the front.
The same as his twin brother, he didn't appear normal as well. He also had strange reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, and a body figure that is no different than Joshua's. However, there's a stark difference between him and his brother.
On the side of his cheek, there was a clear and visible mouth. It was small but nothing flashy yet the people who were seeing him for the first time will either look at that small mouth first or second.
"Uhh..."
Nike's real mouth moved.
There are a total of fifty people in the class. For the first four groups, Arnold called eight people to form themselves, leaving only eighteen people seated in their seats. Surprisingly, Cesar wasn't picked yet so Reyna, the twins, Jacqueline, and even Quentin.
'Nah, there's no way, right?'
Cesar felt a foreboding when he wasn't mentioned nor the people that accompanied him for today. This type of situation which rarely happened was about to happen... at least inside his mind.
"Group five..."
Soon, six people were called, forming the fifth squad inside the class. Cesar's face cracked when nothing had changed for the people he was keeping an eye on.
"Group six,"
Then another set of names was called, making him more perplexed, hearing and seeing right on his face that the only ones left on their table were the ones he wasn't sure he wanted to accompany.
'No shit...'
Arnold cast a glance at the last set of people as he stated, "Seventh group. Please form a circle once I call your names. Jacqueline Casanova, Cesar Sparrow, Reyna Schmitz, Joshua Fensir, Nike Fensir, and lastly, Quentin Mero,"
On the last set of the squad, its existing members felt an avalanche of emotions.
The happiest of them was Reyna as she immediately adjusted her seat with Cesar. The twins, Joshua and Nike were at least relieved, looking gladden at the fact it was a people they were familiar with rather than complete strangers. Jacqueline, who was on the front line of seats immediately moved and went over to Cesar to form a circle since Reyna already started it for themselves.
Quentin was a person who didn't accept such groupings. His face completely cracked into disbelief, slowly turned his head to Cesar, who was also in disbelief once he was surrounded by exemplary people, though his reasons were different from the inside.
'What is this stupid method of bracketing the students?'
He was confused at how the procedure transpired or the basis of such actions but he demanded answers. Unfortunately, Quentin wasn't brave enough to question, making Cesar click his tongue.
It would mean disregarding the academy's choices after all.
Cesar could be brave enough but he wasn't ready enough to cause any rift between the relationship he had with Arnold.
Quentin reluctantly formed a circle around Cesar before all of them heard him continuing.
"This is nice. I could see that everyone had a direction for the task being given to you, and no stupid questions being asked and all." Arnold chuckled before he continued, "You have a week to... properly arrange your squad. Whatever the outcome of it, you'll be deployed anyway."
Arnold smiled cheekily, "Good luck with that,"