Prologue

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In the world where everything you see is positive and negative where there always a border or wall to be created or destroyed, where many perspective battle it all, where you can call madness and insanity and called it as humanity...what an ironic to say in a tragedy. This story begun in a high school I wouldn't say it would affect the world but it does affect many people.

A normal high school created to by the Hashimoto family. It has a different system from the rest it was base on a class system rather than ranking. The highest would be the elites; the most talented, Intellectual and wealthy students, the second would be the specials; they only have a one special talent rather than multiples then the last was the regulars; they are all average at sport, wealth and knowledge. That how the school system is held in that school

"AAAHHH! That Bradwen~!"

"Really?! Is it really him!?"

A blue haired boy sat on the chair with the foot on the table. His electric blue eyes only gaze at the novel he's reading, devouring each word in his sight. This is Kenji Bradwen, beside his dashing looks he's brainy and crafty too, very much advance in modern day knowledge. He was accepted to be one of the elites because of the brilliance he posses.

"I wish he would look this way except to that stupid book" the girl said as she took a glance from Kenji from the doorframe. She envies that book; it seems her bestfriend feel the same. Kenji was known to be a cold and silent prince in the campus

"If only he look at us, I mean were making the effort to approach him he should at least glance at us even if it's only once" The bestfriend complains and cross her arms "I mean come on! We're always admiring him why can't he give us a little affection?"

"I know right" The person agreed as they continue ranting how 'Kenji is too heartless'.

"Oh! Hello there" A person step in. Both female turn around only to be allure by the beauty of a cheerful boy. He smiled at the strangers and wave at them as the girls squeal at the sight in front of them was Tin, the captain of the soccer team "What seems to be the problems ladies?"

The girls were rendering speechless if Kenji was proclaim to be the cold and silent price Tin was the exact opposite. The looks were both equal to both males Tin have a silky blonde hair and unnatural violet eyes which is uncommon, very much to the point if you have those you are gifted in anyway. Tin is also part of the elites not for being intellectual but being a gifted athlete. Tin is blessed to be able to play many sports and be better at it hence why he is a part of the elite.

"A..ah! It's Tin!" The girl could only shout his name before speed walking away from him. The blonde just shrugged off the weird behaviour of his fellow schoolmates and open the door with intense pressure that it startles Kenji who glared at him.

"Would you open the door any quieter? Some people are trying to here" Kenji grumbled as he wave the pocket novel in his hands "hello airhead, are you even listening?"

"Nope! Not at all" Tin spoke eagerly to much Kenji dismay he could only groan and went back to where he was left off. Tin smiled as he walk to his seat and start eating the treats he brought from store nearby. The classroom is relatively big since it have a sofa scattered around if they wanted to relax they also have a desk on the right side with five slots but its seems none of the student were occupying it rather it stayed untouched. There are 3 wall-mounted flat screen T.V's on each side except the right. There is also a teacher desk but since there are elites the principal would only come to give an announcement the teacher who was suppose to be teaching them would only slack off. The room was also well ventilated and supplied with air conditioned. The elites are only limited to multi talented people so only few got picked and hence why the student didn't attend much of their class. It's also why Kenji is stuck with Tin for the rest of the day

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