Chapter 2:Transfer Student

Well,I am not shakespear but I will try to narrate my past as beautifully I can.It's a story of long ago,18 years back...

It was that day..

Somewhere at the first days of April..

The dancing spring and the melting winter...

My father left me at the school gate.Ofcourse,I was late,running to the class before the bell rings..Ambitious.. and excited..and youthfull too.Afterall it was the first day of my forth grade..

Other then this all everything was pretty same as any other day..

After the assembly, In class there were not many new faces..

except..

..one. 

I remmember that transfer student, he was shorter than me,dark skin.. just a little darker than mine,pure black hair cut quite short,the  golden school uniform and the nervousness of a newbie..He sat besides me.

'Ah,Ignore him,'I looked away..

Now I had a very bad habit at that time. I would try to make friends with literally anyone who gives me an eye contact

And that's what i did...

Class had already started and for some nobody-knows-why reason,the teachers were damn serious. No introductions,No greetings.

He asked me for eraser.'Why not',I thought and gave it to him

Now,it was our rosa teacher, she resembled anything but a rose.Very strict and desciplined. In her class,No soul could chit-chat,No soul could move for how she hits was simply terrifying for a forth-grader.

After a while,i asked back for my eraser.

I still laugh when i remember it, 

He threw it

 On my right eye.

Then what? I wad a little fourth-grader and a fourth grader dosen't have much of a endurance,So i just cried like a kid .Ma'am rosa,for how she is gave a good beating on his back,so hard thatthe sound still rings to my ears even now and then and the whole class saw it and laughed.

That was...Our first encounter.

"Sigh,His habit of throwing things still haven't change"I said as I picked up those papers on the ground

Time:12:44.Prince is not in the house,he left earlier .....I wiped my eyes as I looked clearly on the papers.'The district court....'

'Guess,'

'I have to wake up early tomorrow.'

And thus,Started....

The WAR.