As Tiraz, Kael, Aria, Luna, and the mysterious student with glasses made their way back towards the woods, their footsteps intertwined with eager anticipation. The excitement of their newfound journey filled the air, palpable and contagious.Aria couldn't contain her curiosity any longer and blurted out, "Guys, can you imagine how incredible it's going to be when we awaken our powers? The thought of discovering what we're truly capable of... it's exhilarating!"Tiraz's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he replied, "Absolutely, Aria! I've always wondered what kind of power lies dormant within me. Maybe I'll be able to control fire, or summon lightning bolts! The possibilities are endless!"Kael, his grin widening, chimed in, "Oh, I can't wait to see what surprises our powers have in store for us. Perhaps I'll have the ability to manipulate time or become invisible! It's like unwrapping a gift we've had all along."Their conversation carried on as they delved deeper into the possibilitie
As time passed and the students of Class E settled into their classroom, the atmosphere grew more relaxed.Tiraz, Kael, Aria, Luna and Marx found themselves engaged in light-hearted conversation, their voices mingling with the anticipation of what lay ahead. Ofcourse Luna and Marx just listened.Tiraz couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between the small size of their class and the significantly larger student populations in the other classes.The question gnawed at him until he finally voiced it, "Hey, guys, have you ever wondered why we're only five in Class E while the other classes have more than twenty students?"Aria, ever the optimistic one, pondered the question for a moment before offering her perspective."Well, Tiraz, it could be that the rest of Class E is either running a bit late or maybe they decided to skip class. After all, we're in Class E, and as the saying goes, 'Expect the unexpected.' We're a unique and diverse group, so it wouldn't surprise me if some of
As Tiraz, Kael, Aria, Luna, and Marx made their way through the winding paths of the woods, the echoes of the final bell still reverberated in the air.They had left Class E behind and were now on their journey towards the exit of the academy gates. The anticipation of the encounter with their newfound powers still lingered in their minds, fueling their steps with a mixture of excitement and determination.However, their peaceful walk through the woods took an unexpected turn as the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears.Turning their heads, they spotted the familiar group of upperclassmen, led by the same arrogant individual who had clashed shoulders with Tiraz in the morning at the academy.The upperclassmen, now totaling ten in number, exuded an air of superiority as they stood in the middle of the path, blocking Tiraz and his friends' way forward.They sneered at the Class E students, their expressions dripping with arrogance."Well, well, if it isn't the Class E misfi
As Tiraz and his friends emerged from the woods, they found themselves stepping into the bustling main area of the academy.Students from various classes were milling about, their vibrant conversations filling the air. It was a sight to behold—the diverse array of students, each with their own unique appearance and aura.Among the crowd, Tiraz's eyes locked with the silver-haired edgelord he had spotted during the assembly.The enigmatic figure stood by the academy gates, his presence exuding an air of aloofness and superiority. His posture was rigid, his gaze piercing, and his companions mirrored his distinguished appearance.As Tiraz drew closer, he overheard the silver-haired individual utter disdainful words about Class D, his voice dripping with arrogance and contempt. The words stung, fueling Tiraz's determination to prove him wrong. Even though the words weren't about his Class, it somehow was related to them."Pathetic, disappointing of me to assume that the bunch of retards i
After returning home and swiftly repairing the punctured tire on his bicycle, Tiraz prepared for his evening delivery job.Dressed in a fitted jacket, he secured his delivery bag across his chest and hopped onto his trusty two-wheeler, ready to take on the streets once again.Navigating through the bustling city, Tiraz weaved through traffic with practiced ease, delivering packages and envelopes to various destinations.Each drop-off brought a sense of satisfaction, as he fulfilled his duties efficiently and with a friendly smile.As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the cityscape, Tiraz embarked on his final delivery of the day.The streets were quieter now, the hustle and bustle of the day slowly giving way to the tranquility of the evening.With each turn of the pedal, Tiraz made his way towards the last stop on his route. The city lights illuminated his path, creating a vibrant backdrop to his adventure-filled day.His mind buzzed with a mix of exhaustion
Professor Albert Orion stood at the front of the classroom, his sharp gaze swept over the students of Class A, his voice resonating with authority as he imparted his knowledge.The room was filled with an air of discipline and studiousness, with the students diligently taking notes and absorbing every word.However, amidst the hushed ambiance, a sudden commotion caught the corner of Professor Orion's eye.Turning his head slightly, he observed a scene unfolding outside the classroom window. There, racing toward the woods with wild abandon, was none other than Tiraz, the perpetual latecomer of Class E.Tiraz's vibrant hair fluttered in the breeze as he dashed through the academy grounds, his expression a mixture of panic and determination. "I'm late again!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the campus.A flicker of amusement danced in Professor Orion's eyes, although his stern countenance remained unchanged.He couldn't help but appreciate the irony of Tiraz's perpetual tardiness,
The students of Class E exited the classroom, their minds buzzing with a mix of curiosity, excitement, and a tinge of apprehension.They formed a small circle outside, eager to discuss the enigmatic Mr. Arkram and the path their academic journey would now take.As they exchanged theories and shared their thoughts, a voice echoed from within the classroom.It was Mr. Arkram, still lounging with his feet up on the desk, his nonchalant demeanor intact."Oi, you lot! Before you scamper off, listen up," he called out, his voice carrying a hint of authority buried beneath layers of indifference.The students turned their attention back to the classroom, their gazes fixed on their unorthodox teacher."Starting tomorrow, I'll be gracing you all with my presence at the designated time," Mr. Arkram continued, his voice dripping with dry sarcasm."Don't keep me waiting. I expect you to show up on time, whether you find it entertaining or not."Tiraz, Aria, Kael, Luna, and Marx exchanged puzzled
Tiraz trudged wearily into his modest home, his energy depleted after a long day of working his delivery job.The weight of his fatigue settled heavily on his shoulders as he closed the door behind him, shutting out the noise of the outside world.With a sigh of relief, he began to peel off his dirt-stained clothes, carefully placing them in a pile to be dealt with later.The scent of sweat and exertion clung to his body, a reminder of the toil he had endured throughout the day.As he moved through his small kitchen, the aroma of a stew simmering on the stove enveloped the room.The rhythmic bubbling of the pot provided a soothing soundtrack to Tiraz's tired mind. He took a moment to appreciate the simple comfort of a warm meal waiting for him.But first, he needed to wash away the grime of the day.Tiraz made his way to the bathroom, where he turned on the tap, letting the water flow until it reached the perfect temperature. Steam rose from the cascading liquid, creating a calming am