A terrifying awakening

"I rose anew. I am the best person in this world, in this existence, without any challenger. An exceptional person like me should not be greeted with 'Good morning'; instead, they should say with utter reverence, 'You have dawned anew to illuminate a world.'

I went downstairs to grant the water a chance to be blessed by touching my handsome face, a face whose like certainly does not exist in this world. I raised my head to look in the mirror and saw that it was shy of my reflection. A young man with very soft, refined, and perfect black hair to cover the scalp of a great man like me. Blue eyes that God drew with the finest details to honor a great man of my stature.


I put on my school uniform, ready to go and sit with a group of deficient minds and beauty, who are a collection of cheap human beings whom I cannot even describe with a word of inferiority because they are certainly less than worthy of any such word—except for one.

I grabbed my bag, fully prepared to head to that warehouse for graduating the herd—the school.

I stood at the sidewalk where I waited for her; the girl who made me continue my studies for her sake. She is beautiful, considerate, and intelligent, and I had bestowed a great favor upon her by making her my girlfriend.

For a moment, I felt that girl was late, and this made me feel extremely angry. How dare she be late and make someone like me stand alone waiting for her? I ended the matter right there and left alone; I would punish her for it later. I took out my phone to call and scold her severely, but as soon as I opened the contacts, there was no information to call except for my parents. I wondered if I had deleted her unintentionally.

Upon my arrival, there was a sign with the usual name of the high school, but with a strange addition: 'High School of Magic.' I thought it was just a normal word, perhaps placed there by mistake. I continued walking until I reached the spot where I was shocked. I always find everyone around me welcoming me in a place like this, but now, no one did—not even her.

It was a big shock that made me angry. Was there some kind of trick? I am always the center of this cursed high school! I later went to the courtyard alone; it was also very different from before. I was very frustrated, so I decided to punish everyone by denying them the sight of my face today.

I was immersed in thought until the students in my class appeared, heading towards the courtyard, and I didn't know what the hell they were doing. I was about to go to them but then I saw my girlfriend. She was standing in front of the students next to the teacher, raising her hand towards a wooden target. I really didn't know what that idiot was doing.

Suddenly, something that resembled a magic circle in games appeared, and a fireball shot out of it, hitting the target. I stared in amazement! How did she do that? Then, students one after another started doing what she had done. I almost lost my mind! Had my world turned into a game, or was all this just an illusion? Was it possible that I was still asleep and dreaming now?

I stopped thinking and headed directly toward them, I had no other choice to find out what was happening. When I arrived, the teacher was looking at me with intense displeasure, and I didn't know why. Also, all the students had started laughing.

'Liaki! How dare you skip my class like this? And have the audacity to return as well?' the teacher yelled in my face like a madman.In fact, this was the first time I had ever seen this teacher, and he seemed like nothing more than an irritable fool.

'I came to ask about the kind of sorcery you were just performing, and also, I know your place, whoever you are, so don't raise your voice at me.' I said to him in my usual arrogant manner.

The students laughed loudly, which provoked the teacher's displeasure.

The teacher sighed, then pulled a sword from somewhere using sorcery and said, 'It seems you need more discipline. A mere failure who can't use magic properly dares to speak to me this way. I am Professor Rokeith.'

He struck me hard with the sheathed sword, knocking the bastard to the ground, and continued to strike me while I desperately tried to protect my charming, handsome face.

After several strikes, he finally left me, and his students continued with their lesson. I was treated as if I were garbage that no one knew. While I was lying on the ground, I remembered her—my girlfriend, Niatalia. I quickly got up. She was standing among the other students. I approached her and shouted:
'Niatalia! What is going on here? Please tell me everything, am I not your boyfriend?'The moment I uttered those words, everyone burst into laughter, and some were surprised, fearing it might be true. But her reaction toward me was harsh.
She stepped forward with her cold face, her straight white hair, and her unique, crystalline red eyes.
She slapped me, and not content with that, she kicked me in the stomach, and I fell to the ground. As I was lying there, the teacher looked at me with anger.
'Go to the principal's office immediately!'I was confused and didn't know where I was. Where had the people I treated like slaves disappeared to? Where was my dignity now? And how had Niatalia changed so much towards me? I still had no answers, and I didn't know when I would even get them."