Transfer

A man could be seen walking. It was his first day at his new highschool, J High, that being where he headed to. He wasn't wearing his uniform, choosing a white t-shirt, a white hoodie and some white pants.

He reached his destination, seeing lots of students outside. They were all looking at the same place. The male looked too, to see what they were looking at, and he saw a pretty tall guy apologizing to a shorter one, probably because he bumped into him. He seemed pretty awkward and stressed.

When he entered the highschool, the students outside finally stopped looking at him. But then they saw the newer guy. It was only slightly, since he was already at the door, but they indeed saw him. They didn't even know how to react, they just stopped breathing for a moment.

The male on the other hand, continued his search for his classroom, the Fashion Department. He was aware of the looks he was receiving, but at the moment he didn't really care.

He found it, only to see the guy from earlier outside the classroom, fidging.

"First day for you too?" he asked the stressed male.

Said male looked up, only then realizing there was someone near him.

"Y-yeah. It-"

"Enter!"

He was interrupted while trying to answer by a feminine voice, the teacher. He gently opened the door (if you get the reference, you've got great taste) and entered, followed by the other guy.

"Well class, as I said, we've got 2 new transfer students. Please, present...yourselves"

Even the teacher was taken by surprise when she saw the guy in white.

"I'm Daniel Park. Nice to meet you!"

The first guy introduced himself, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. He then went to a seat, looking even more scared when he saw his seatmate.

But it's not like someone noticed that. They were too preoccupied to stare the second guy in front of them.

"I'm Enitos. Glad to be here."

He then went to a seat, somewhere in the middle row.

"Y-yeah. Let's start our lesson now."

The teacher tried to recompose herself, but it wasn't very effective. The students too couldn't focus, but the lesson came to an end.

A girl tried to approach Enitos, but his phone started ringing so he went outside.

"Yeah?"

"Hiii! How are you doing there?" A woman's voice could be heard from the phone.

"It's alright. Nothing out of ordinary."

"So you have no idea who may be?"

"As of now, no. Don't worry, you'll be the first one to know."

"Finee. Don't forget to come over after school! Bye bye~"

She hang up, not letting Enitos respond. He chuckled, lighting a cigarette and looking at the messages he's got.

After finishing smoking, he got back to his classroom. There, he could see his classmates in a circle. He saw Daniel fighting another dude, his name being Zack as he heard from someone hyping the fight.

'A boxer? He seems... awful'

Enitos thought as he looked at them go.

'But you, Daniel... why are you making such a scared face when you are reading his movements?'

That piqued his interest. Why did Daniel look so scared? When Zack didn't even land a hit? When he dodged like that? He was scared he may kill Zack? Or.. he was just moving reflexively, as if he experienced it before but has no idea when?

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'As if this is not your body in the first place...'