They were paying rapt attention ’cause they know information like this are really important. From the details of the announcement, they saw how important it was.
If you weren’t listening, you would have missed out on its important details. The only thing that would help you out is asking one of your classmates about the announcement so he or she could explain it to you.
So having in mind how important these information and announcements were, they had to be paying rapt attention…
Ryan was paying rapt attention as well, but he couldn’t help but to be glancing at some places of Miss Amaya’s body.
Firstly, he glanced at her pretty face a lot. Secondly, he glanced at her waist a lot as her curves were being revealed to an extent. Lastly, he glanced at her boobs from time to time as well.
Glancing at these things didn’t stop him from paying rapt attention. He was glancing at them ’cause he couldn’t help it.
Miss Amaya kept relaying the information to them until she was done doing so. Then she said,
“So, that is all, hope you all understood all that I said”.
They didn’t say anything, they only nodded their heads meaning ‘Yes’, then Miss Amaya walked out of the classroom. As she was walking out, Ryan was glancing at her until she walked out completely.
Now, since he had a kind of liking for her, was the liking enough for him to fuck her? If he sees the chance to screw her, would he do so?…
Well, he was going to do so with immediate effect. She was beautiful, she was sexy, possessed nice human qualities, and so on. What else does he need to fuck her?
The age gap doesn’t matter at all, I mean, he had sex with a woman older than him by a good 17 years. And they were still going to have sex some more.
In fact, one of his main purposes for being in this world was to be seducing and conquering older women. So the age gap between him and Miss Amaya was nothing, if he gets the chance to fuck her, he’d do so with immediate effect.
After Miss Amaya walked out of their classroom, the murmurings resumed, students began conversing among themselves. And after the passing of a few minutes, those things happening to Ryan resumed again.
The hurtful remarks, weird stares, and so on. But they weren’t that much anymore ’cause lots of students were immersed in the conversation they were having among themselves.
They didn’t have time to focus on Ryan for now…but they’d most likely have time to focus on him later on.
More teachers entered their classroom to teach them. They even received an assignment from one of the teachers which most of the students didn’t like.
‘Another assignment, I haven’t handled the one given to us by that man, and another one has been added to it. Well, I just have to find chance to do them’. That was the thought that ran through Ryan’s mind after they were given the assignment.
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It had gotten to break hour again, and students were already leaving their different classrooms heading toward the cafeteria.
It is food we are talking about here, people wouldn’t waste time when it comes to food. The students in Ryan’s classroom weren’t left out, they were already standing up from their seats and leaving the classroom.
Ryan sighed while still sitting in his seat…he was about to leave the classroom, what awaits him outside?
It was so brutal when he stepped out of this classroom yesterday heading toward the cafeteria. And it became more brutal when he arrived at the cafeteria.
Would it be the same case today? Well, he can only find out by walking out of this classroom. He’d braced himself some more, so he knew no matter what happened, it wouldn’t hurt as much as it hurt yesterday.
He stood up from his seat and walked out of the classroom. Now, while walking in the corridor, at first, none of those things were taking place, but after the passing of a few more seconds, they began taking place.
He made sure not to glance at any of them as he was just walking forward…
And that was how it kept on going until he arrived at the compound.
‘Yes, I’m doing it’. He thought to himself the moment he arrived at the compound.
As he was climbing down the staircases, he was meeting students there, and they were making hurtful remarks about him which were resounding into his ears.
They hurt, but since he’d braced himself some more, they didn’t hurt as much. He was walking on the compound now along with other students, and his aim was just to reach the cafeteria and enter it.
..He was still walking when he felt someone place his hand across his shoulders.
The first thing that entered his mind the moment that happened was that he was about to be bullied. Yes, the person that placed his hand across his shoulders wanted to bully him, that was his mindset.
After that thought ran through his mind, he glanced at the face of the person that placed his hand across his shoulders…and it happened to be a student in his classroom.
He recognized the person the moment he glanced at him. A boy with blonde hair dressed in a green robe.
According to what Ryan remembered, this boy had never joined hands in making hurtful remarks about him or staring at him awkwardly.
Of course, he’d glanced at Ryan a few times when those things were happening to him, but he didn’t do it in a manner enough to hurt a person.
After Ryan glanced at his face, he began having a second thought if the boy truly wanted to bully him. He didn’t seem like the type that was interested in bullying him since he hadn’t even been joining hands in doing those things they were doing to him.
A smile appeared on the boy’s face the moment Ryan glanced at him. Then his voice resounded,
“Hey”.
Ryan didn’t say anything, he was only glancing at the boy. He was surprised with what was going on here…why was this boy talking to him?
Why does it seem like he wanted to have a real conversation with him without mocking him or making hurtful remarks about him? He seemed to be genuine, but Ryan wasn’t sure.
This was the first time something like this was happening since he resumed attending this academy. Someone placed his hand across his shoulders and wanted to have a real conversation with him.
All he’d been receiving were awkward stares, hurtful remarks, mocking, side-talks, and so on…
Ryan managed to voice out while still glancing at the boy, “Hey”.
A kind of surprised expression was plastered on his face, and the boy noticed it. So he voiced out once again,
“Are you surprised?”.
“Yes, I am”. Ryan responded.
“Why?”. The boy inquired again.
“That’s because I don’t understand what is going on here”. Ryan responded again.
“What don’t you understand?”.
“If what you’re doing is genuine, or you have an ulterior motive for doing it”.
The boy laughed a little before saying, “I understand why you’re feeling this way, everything that has been happening so far is enough for you to feel this way. But I tell you this, what I’m doing right now is genuine”.
Ryan didn’t say anything, he was just glancing at the boy trying to process if what he said now was true…
They didn’t stand on one spot while having this conversation, they were walking with the cafeteria in mind as the destination.
“You don’t believe me, right?”. The boy uttered once again with his gaze still focused on Ryan.
Ryan nodded his head a little before saying, “You don’t expect me to believe you just like that with everything that has been going on”.
The boy took his hand off Ryan’s shoulders, then he stated,
“Let me tell you an honest truth, I never joined hands in doing those things people were doing to you. Those comments people were making about you, the way they were staring at you, and so on, I was never part of it,
I know you might not believe me, but it is the honest truth”.
Without him saying anything, Ryan already knew…yes, he was telling the truth. But he didn’t say anything, he just kept mute.
“Do you even know that I’m your classmate? We are in the same classroom”. The boy uttered to Ryan again.
“Yes, I’m fully aware of that, I recognized you the moment I set eyes on you”. Ryan stated.
The boy nodded his head a little, then his voice resounded again, “I never joined hands in doing those things other students were doing to you in our classroom ’cause I wasn’t interested in it, you have to believe me”.
..And at that moment, Ryan was wondering if he should tell him he knew he wasn’t part of the people doing those things to him.
