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Ivory for the First years, Emerald for the Second years, Crimson for the Third years, Navy for the Fourth years, Black for the Fifth years and a Light golden-colour for the Sixth years.
Did he think I would listen and apologise, complying quietly like the girl of yesterday? Well, unfortunately for him, she's no longer here and he's stuck with me. They all are.
“Class is over. Can someone help Mr. Fields up so he can walk it off? You're a shifter…” He pats him on the back, an apathetic look on his face. “You should be able to handle one hit,
“Sometimes freedom means being the bad guy. Sometimes, you gotta embrace the darkness they create in you and make it your own. Don’t be consumed by the shit they throw at you or inflict. Instead, let the dark little soul in you break free and make ‘em all bleed.”
“Words can hurt, wounds can fester, but even the most broken of bones can heal again, Red.”
“Just live the way you want, Red. Whether you're the good guy or the bad guy in someone else's story, everyone becomes a villain at some point. It's only a difference in perspective.”
“Always give more than you get, Red. If they knock you down once, get back up and bury them.”
“You assholes are all the same…” I slide a hand through my hair, pushing it off my face, and gazing directly into his malicious eyes. “Thinking with only your tiny dicks, and even tinier brains.” The area falls silent.
There are a lot of things I’m sure they have that I don’t. Such as a lack of brain cells, a few genital diseases, and a sadistic tendency that's probably created more than just a few victims,
“It seems like you’ve started the lesson without me,” A cold silky voice rings out from behind me.
Both boys go pale but give him a shaky nod before taking the deadweights and leaving.
There, sitting across the room and singing that heart-breakingly beautiful song, is Micai. My fated mate, the one made for me by Fate and the Gods themselves…was Micai.