
Vienna Lantern High School is a high school that emphasizes diversity. The school not only offers extracurricular classes, but also holds many regular competitions every year.
This year, the 11th grade is preparing for an English speech competition. Each class has two representatives, and the winner will receive an additional twenty points in each subject at the end of the semester.
During the lesson, the class teacher, Mikaka, announces the news and mentions that interested students can approach Emily after the lesson to enroll.
However, the students did not show much interest in the competition, even until the end of the lunch break, no one advanced to enroll.
The tall trees outside the classroom had already lost their leaves, adding to the desolate impression on the surroundings.
When Emily entered the classroom that afternoon, only a few students were already sitting scattered.
A girl sitting in front of Emily glanced around before turning her back to her and said, "Emily, I want to sign up for an English speech competition."
"Well," Emily nodded her head and pulled out a registration form, writing her name there.
The girl's name is Faranisa, and she sits down with Jovita, who is also part of their small group.
Emily was not very familiar with them and preferred to remain silent. After writing Faranisa's name, she quietly lowered her head to review the lesson that afternoon.
However, Faranisa did not turn away.
"Do you have anything else to say?" ask Emily.
Faranisa shook her head and after a short pause, she nodded her head doubtfully. In a soft voice, he said, "Eh, I want to ask you, besides me, who else has signed up?"
Emily looked at the empty registration form and replied, "No one else, just you."
A faint smile appeared on Faranisa's innocent face, revealing happiness. "Okay, thank you" he said.
Emily breathed a sigh of relief as Faranisa turned away.
The speech competition is scheduled for next week, and each participant must write their own speech and submit it to the teacher for review, giving them a little time.
After school that day, Emily is called into the office by their class teacher, Mika.
"There's only one registration from our class?" Mika frowned when she saw the empty registration form.
He wore oval-shaped black-framed glasses, and his black hair was always neat. When his brows furrowed, he looked resolute and terrifying.
Feeling somewhat frightened by Mika, Emily just nodded silently.
"What's this?" mika asked while closing her lips. "Each class should have two participants; otherwise you will have to join."
Emily was surprised by this suggestion and instinctively refused, "Mom, I can't do it. I'd be nervous about so many people. Why not find someone else?"
He was not interested in English speech competitions, and with his piano practice and other academic commitments, he did not have enough free time for this.
In his previous life, he had already returned to the upper classes at this moment. The classmates there were enthusiastic about this competition, so he was not at all necessary.
It was late now, and most of the teachers had left the office. Mika rhythmically tapped her fingers on the table.
"You're not nervous playing the piano in front of the whole school" Mika said calmly. "Your class needs you now, and since I made you the representative of the class, it's only natural that you take part in this competition."
Emily looked at Mika's serious face and anxiously squeezed her fingers. Just as she was about to argue, Mika cut her off.
"Okay, the decision has been made. You and Faranisa should be ready with your speech on Thursday. The rest, leave it to me. Once I'm done, you guys can practice on the weekend."
"It's afternoon now, so you can go home" Mika said.
Realizing that there was no chance of an argument, Emily could only nod her head obediently.
The next day, Emily tells Faranisa about the deadline for the delivery of their speech, but her face looks strange.
As soon as she heard Emily's explanation, the girl looked at her with a mixture of hatred and sadness in her eyes. "Don't you say that I'm the only one who signed up?"
Finally Emily understood and explained, "Rubber, it's just you. We're short of one participant, so I'm asked to come along."
Faranisa did not say anything; her big and alluring eyes continued to stare at Emily before finally turning away in despair, grumbling softly, "Close."
Emily was a little confused. Who does she want to show her helplessness? It's truth.
The classroom is cold, but Emily's anger grows unexpectedly. He took a deep breath and lowered his gaze on his textbook, dampening the uneasiness within him.
The atmosphere remained calm, only the smooth sound of the folded pages sounded.
"Don't mind him,"
Emily's gaze lifted in surprise.
In the winter sun, Raymond's dark eyes also glistened with a hint of brightness.
She looked embarrassed, avoiding the direct gaze of the girl, lowered her gaze and clasped her hands, saying, "Wa-ka-you-you-do-not pe-pe-need to think about it."
The frustration Emily felt faded, a faint smile raised at the end of her lips, her clear voice filled with happiness, "Hmm, I know."
The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, causing Raymond's ears to redden by itself.
He nodded nervously and then turned to look at the textbook on his desk.
But a few minutes passed, and not a single page turned around.
After spending a few days together, Emily has come to understand that the emerging CEO candidate is now a shy and sometimes stammering young man.
Enough with a few words from him and his ears turned red, his hands and feet became restless, not knowing what to deal with with others.
Emily turned her head away, no longer looking at him. He was afraid that if he spoke too much, his face would turn red.
*
These few days, Emily is busy losing her break, writing speeches, practicing the piano, and studying.
After collecting his script, he realized there was a subtle change in the classroom atmosphere.
The people who used to approach him were not there now, and who always went to the bathroom together were also absent.
At first, Emily didn't pay much attention, but when she went to fill her drinking bottle after class ended, some of the girls standing in front of her suddenly became quiet looking at her. One of them even glanced at her and whispered to the person next to her, as if afraid that Emily would hear their gossip.
Returning to the classroom, Emily turned to Kirana and asked, "Has there been any gossip about me in the class lately?"
"Hmm?" Kirana's eyes went around awkwardly, unable to look at her.
It seems that something happened. Emily then asked Marvin, "What do you know?"
Marvin laughed awkwardly, "I don't know about the girls' affairs."
Raymond, with his back to them, grasped tightly the pen with his fingers and set his ears carefully.
During this time he was always excluded, he realized that only Emily had voluntarily approached him, but lately, Marvin and Kirana had also joined their group.
As long as the three of them did not say anything, he was barely aware of the gossip in the classroom.
During class breaks, the noise in the classroom increases. Emily's face became serious as she said, "You two know, right? So, tell me. I can't possibly be the only one who doesn't know what's going on."
"Ahem." Kirana coughed and looked at Emily carefully, "Emi, we both don't believe what other people say."
Emily nodded her head, "So, Faranisa and Jovita have been talking badly about me?"
After rejecting Jovita earlier, Emily has now also hurt Faranisa. It would be strange if they didn't say bad about him.
The bench in front was empty, and the two provocateurs who isolated themselves from everyone seemed to have disappeared.
Emily sighed, staring at the leafless branches outside the window, without saying a word.
When he turned around, he realized that Raymond, who was sitting next to him, had disappeared.
A cold wind blew, and there were not many people in the corridor. Most students choose to stay in the classroom after the lesson.
Raymond held onto a plastic water bottle, his dark eyes as if they were as cold as the wind.
He walked through the corridor and saw the silhouettes of Jovita and Faranisa.
The two girls were not very tall, wearing coats lining their uniforms, making them look a little big.
They were behind the others, with Faranisa leaning her head on Jovita's shoulder, talking happily.
Raymond felt their smiles widen, so he approached silently, listening to their conversation.
"I saw that other than Kirana, no one else spoke to her."
"It deserves him. He signed up himself and lied to you that he didn't participate in the speech competition."
"Or, maybe the teacher actually added it to the list?"
"Do you believe that? Nisa, you're too naive."
Faranisa frowned, widened her teary eyes, and whispered, "But the value is already better than mine. He should have won in this competition."
Jovita opened the cover and placed the teapot under the warm faucet without turning his head. He said, "He's just good at exams, we don't even have oral exams. I heard you read well back then, you must be better than him."
"really?" faranisa asked in surprise.
"Of course, let's see how arrogant he is after this competition." Jovita closes the faucet and will close the teapot when his shoulder is suddenly hit hard.
The teapot fell out of his hands and warm water splashed onto Faranisa's coat.
"Aah!" Faranisa shouted in fear.
Jovita was also hit by a splash of water and almost uttered an annoyed word when she saw Raymond looking at her coldly.
The depth of the man's eyes was colder than the North wind, like a cold, indifferent and evil viper.
When he saw the two of them, it was like he was looking at the dirty trash on the ground.
The dirty words that Jovita was about to say suddenly stuck in his throat; he had never seen such a terrifying Raymond before.
In his memory, this quiet boy always sat in the corner of the classroom, not reacting even when some of the boys made fun of him.
This was the first time he had seen her like this, so terrifying.
He was more terrifying than usual, like an evil ghost creeping out of hell, able to turn their burning bones into ashes with just the movement of a finger.
The cold wind continued to blow, and the warm water in Jovita's hands had long since turned cold freezing, making him shiver.
Afraid of Raymond's gaze, Faranisa pulled Jovita's arm and whispered, "Let's go fast."
Jovita tried to keep her composure, stared intently at Raymond, and then let Faranisa pull her away.
Even as they sat inside the classroom, Jovita still felt terrified, at the thought of Raymond's last glance.
It looked sinister and evil, like a poisonous snake that was hissing.
It was as if giving a warning to him that if he heard it again, not only the warm water would he receive.