Chapter 4: Recognition

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After the two bestfriends ate their brunch at a fast food restaurant, they went back to the campus to attend their respective classes. Julian was scolded by Ashley for ditching work and Iliad just bid him farewell, not trying to save him from another Devil called Ashley as he then went to his first class of the Day.

His first class for the day was...Psychological statistics.

'The classrooms are good'

Uttered Iliad to himself as he marvelled at the sight of his new classroom. He must say, the school is quite loaded. Despite the classroom being small and can only fit at least 20-30 students, the necessities are quite good. It is airconditioned and it smells good too, then to add up to that...they have a projector installed in the ceiling already.

'As what one would expect to a private school'

Taking a seat in the middle part, not far and not too close to the AC, he put away his timetable to his backpack and waited for the professor to arrive. In the meantime, He ignored his classmates in his surrounding as he just took out an airpods inside his pocket, connected it to his phone and opened spotify.

'Hmm....It has been a while since I listened to them. Then there is that dream too....'

As he was scrolling through his spotify tracks, He noticed a certain band's name-The Beatles- as his eyes grew distant and remembered the dream that he had earlier this morning.

'That was in the past....'

He shook his head to snap himself out of that memory as he just played [ The Beatles - Yesterday ] and closed his eyes to immerse himself into the music.

As he closed his eyes and listened to the guitar of the song, He felt himself being transported to another world.

He found himself in a moving train, going to the countryside. There are no cars, no buildings, Only the saturated view of the plains outside the train and the feeling of his seat moving up and down as the train ran on the railtracks was all he could feel right now. He felt like he was in the 80s.....or so he thought when he felt his imagination crumble as someone sat infront of him and poked his hands lightly.

Startled by this gesture, Iliad snapped out of his imagination and paused the music that he was listening.

"Hello, Guitar Hero"

Said the blonde man with messy hair infront of him as he smiled quite playfully. That smile somewhat reminded Iliad of Julian.

"Uhh?"

Iliad tilted his head in confusion, Question marks appeared in his expression as he wondered who this person was or even what they wanted.

"Ah, yeah right...I saw your performance earlier in the music booth. I must say, I was very amazed"

"???"

Iliad finally got the gist of who this person is...a little. He must have seen Iliad when he was having a guitar battle with Mickaela earlier...but what made Iliad wonder was.

'What's his deal?'

"Oh...yes of course you will wonder. Hahahaha sorry, I just thought that you looked so cool earlier so I thought of befriending you. Iliad, right?"

As if reading his mind, The guy infront of him answered him in a playful manner that is a reminisce to Julian's cheeky attitude. Then hearing that answer, Iliad finally understood his intentions and just nodded weakly with a polite smile.

"Ah yes, I am Iliad....thank you for the compliment"

He replied with a polite smile as he went back to his phone to play the song again. He really isn't that much of a talker, unless he is with a person close to him, he does not talk much and would rather avoid long conversations. That is why he thought of ending the convo now...as much as he found his own actions rude, He just don't want to have an awkward talk.

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