Afternoon.It was already time for the physics contest registration. Caspian accompanied Phineas to submit their group members list.“Long time no see.” It was Caddel, one of the members of Clayton's group of bullies, who spoke. He turned out to be the person in charge of collecting the student list data. The mockery in his tone was obvious.Caspian's eyes narrowed as he approached Caddel, who was collecting the student list data. Caddel's smirk grew wider as he saw Caspian and his tone turned hostile.“Well, well, well. Look what we have here. The loser has decided to show up.”Caspian's grip on his pen tightened as he recalled the past encounter where Caddel had humiliated him alongside Clayton and their other group members.He ignored Caddel's jibe, trying to keep his cool. He had not forgotten and didn't think he'd even forget that encounter.“Just register us, Senior Caddel. We are not here to cause or accept trouble.” Phineas said, noticing the tension.But Caddel wouldn't let u
Each group was presented with a set of complex physics questions. The duration was only thirty minutes, and there were a total of sixty questions, with each question having three sub-questions, which made it even more challenging.“I think we each should begin solving different questions so we can meet up with time,” Phineas suggested. Evie nodded in agreement.“I'm familiar with Electricity. I'll solve the six questions under electricity.”“Sounds good,” Caspian said, scanning the questions. “I'll take care of the Mechanics section. Phineas, can you handle Thermodynamics?”Phineas nodded, his eyes already fixed on the questions. “Got it. Alfred, can you tackle Waves and Optics?”Alfred nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Yeah, I'm on it.”The group members dispersed, each focusing on their designated sections. The clock started ticking, and the room fell silent, except for the sound of scribbling pens and muttered calculations.[KNOW]Caspian worked with lightning speed. He
Jaws dropped, eyes widened, and faces paled as Mr. Emmanuel and Principal Benjamin Moore gazed at the physics paper in utter disbelief. The three most challenging questions, once deemed unsimplified, now boasted clear, concise solutions, each one a masterpiece of simplicity. “What in the world...?” Principal Moore trailed off, his voice barely above a whisper. Mr. Emmanuel's eyes darted back and forth, scrutinizing every line, every equation, every solution. “This is impossible. No student can...can...do this!” Just then, a knock at the door broke the stunned silence. Principal Moore, still in a daze, called out, “Enter!” The door creaked open, and a man from the Bureau of Education stepped inside, his face ashen yet filled with excitement. “Principal Moore, I...I couldn't believe my eyes. I had to see it for myself.” He approached the desk, his eyes fixed on the paper, and his voice trembled. “These solutions...they're...they're revolutionary. The way they've simplified complex c
Students, teachers, and staff couldn't stop talking about the genius who had solved the impossible physics questions and skipped a whole college year.“Did you hear about Caspian Grey Hastings?” someone whispered in the cafeteria. “He's a year two student, but he's already solving year three physics questions like a pro! Do you know he previously had a history of having dropped out before? Hmph! It Turns out he took a break and went into isolation to study. Now he has returned as a genius and is going to blow our heads with his abilities.”“I know, right? He was trolled on the school forum for being a nobody with only a good-looking face. Now, those who said he is just a pretty face have received a slap in the face. I think I have a picture of him, I'll post it in the forum,” another student replied.“Me too! I'm going to post it. Hehehe, I heard he's going to be promoted to year three immediately. Unbelievable!”In the hallways, groups of students gathered, discussing Caspian's feat.
“Leave!?” Clayton sneered. “Who let you leave this place before me? You're too confident and I hate it.” He immediately moved forward and tried to grab Caspian’s shirt but Caspian acted fast and agile as he decisively moved away before Clayton could reach him. “I hate how proud you sound. But who am I to complain?” Caspian adjusted the collar of his shirt as he spoke. Disdain filled his voice. “Never in your entire life, try to touch me before even grabbing me. Don't make me let you regret it.” He warned. Clayton instantly felt insulted at once. This brat!! How did this good-for-nothing pretty face get the audacity to talk back at him? Is it because of his scholarship and useless achievements? Let's see how far he can go. His eyes blazed with evil intent as he chuckled. Clayton's face reddened with rage as he recalled the incident involving h Caddel which had caused him to be too embarrassed to go out with him. He knew he had to take revenge for Caddel if he wanted him
As they entered the karaoke bar, the group was immediately immersed in a sea of colorful lights and upbeat music. The air was electric with excitement, and the smell of snacks and drinks wafted through the air.Evie squealed with delight, grabbing Caspian's arm. “Oh, they have the most trending songs! Let's go sing it!”Caspian's eyes scanned the room, taking in the vibrant atmosphere.Caspian cheered her on. “Go for it, Evie! Show us your talent!”Evie shook her head, her eyes sparkling mischievously. “No way, I'm not singing alone. Caspian, come sing with me!”“Wait! Sing? No way I'm going up that stage to sing. No… no!”Caspian immediately disagreed. He did not know how to sing very well, and he found it a bit girlish and immature to be singing in Karaoke, filled with lots of girls and college students.Phineas and Alfred chimed in, “Yeah, Caspian, join her! Don't be shy.”Caspian rolled his eyes at them and, pointed at them in annoyance, “Why don't you both go sing with Evie since
“There,” the head cook said while pointing to a tray of food on the countertop. “Take that, and go serve the customers at table sixteen. I am not sure why you can not keep time. Do not make me lose customers; otherwise, you know what will happen.” She insulted him with a berating and threatening expression. Caspian could only nod and bow, humiliated. His life had been difficult since he dropped out of college a year ago. He was unable to secure a suitable, well-paying job. He worked multiple jobs throughout the day to support himself and his girlfriend. Caspian said nothing, knowing what could happen if he argued with the head chef. He took the tray from the counter and strode over to table number sixteen, which happened to be the same table where the wealthy young men were gathered. * Time passed, the wealthy young men paid for their meals, and they were ready to leave. “Hey, Caspian. Go get the other trash bag and take it to the garbage truck down the street,” The head chef c
After being beaten to a pulp, Caspian could only drag his miserable self to secretly take the cleaning tools from the canteen.He couldn't walk well and kept on limping to and fro like a handicap. After successfully parking out every single bit of dirt from the floor, he headed over to return the tools.He knew he could not go back to work like that. The cruel head chef will take the opportunity and fulfill her long-desired wish—to fire him.So he was quick to make a call to her. The phone rang several times before it was finally answered. Then came her annoyed voice. “Caspian, why can't you just give me peace for a moment? Why won't you stop calling?” She yelled.Caspian had to take the phone some distance away from his ears, as he thought her shouting would end up being detrimental to his hearing. He gulped and replied with a painful cry.“So sorry, Mrs. Hartford, I'm unable to return to the canteen today because I got attacked by a bunch of burly guys on the way.”Mrs. Hartford,