Morning

9:56 AM.
The first lesson ended, and the students had some time to relax until the next one started. Malakai, Benjamin, William and Delilah were talking with each other.
“I’m tired”, Malakai yawned.
"Bro, you overslept and came in late. How are you tired?" William said, shaking Malakai's desk.
"Did you stay up late?" Delilah asked.
"Naa, I just love sleeping", Malakai said, resting his head on the table.
"I fully understand", Benjamin agreed.
"I'm surprised no one's come up to you, Malakai. Why did you challenge him?" Delilah questioned.
Malakai lifted his head.
"It's too early. I think people will approach me later. But I challenged him cuz .... I don't even know. I felt like it".
"Really? Is that it?" Delilah said, looking at him like he wasn't serious.
Malakai stretched,
"Well, he was chatting shit to me, to my face. I wasn't going to punch him or fight him, so I just thought of something I could hurt him with".
"You know we thought of stopping you", William told Malakai,
"But we realised it might've been useless",
"Yeaaahh. Let's forget bout yesterday. Other people are going to come up to me to ask the same thing. Let's just look at what everyone else is doing". He said, looking around.
"Look at Ray; he's making friends", Benjamin pointed out.
Ray was smiling and talking to the girl next to him, and the boy sat in front of him.
"Feel like a proud dad", Malakai joked.
Delilah was out of the loop,
"Is he a kid or something? Why do you treat him like one?"
"He's our little brother", William replied.
"Not actually, but basically", Benjamin added.
Delilah looked at Ray.
"He does look innocent, like a kid".
"What's Lucas and David doing?" Malakai questioned, looking towards the front.
David was reading a book while Lucas had his head on the desk.
"Bro, whenever I look at this guy, his head is on the desk", Malakai said.
"This Academy got him depressed already", Benjamin mocked.
"Should we throw something at him?" William suggested.
"Great idea; what should we throw?" Malakai excitedly asked.
Delilah picked up an eraser on her desk.
"We could throw this", she showed the eraser.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, knowing exactly what they were going to do.
"As you came up with the idea I think you should throw it", Malakai suggested.
"Huh", Delilah was surprised to hear that.
"It is also your eraser; it would be rude if any of us threw it, " Benjamin said.
"I agree; it wouldn't make sense if we threw it." William nodded.
"But all of you came up with the idea to throw something at him", she said, trying to get out of the situation she got herself in.
"Yeah, and you came up with the idea of throwing your eraser at him." Malakai smiled.
"I'm not good at throwing", she argued.
"If you miss, then we'll throw something of ours", Benjamin compromised.
With the majority against her and everyone having an argument against her. It looked like she had no choice but to accept. She let out a sigh,
"Fine, but if I miss, don't blame me".
Delilah slowly stood up, picked up the eraser and took aim. Lucas was sat at the front, so it was pretty far. She looked around the class and saw no one looking at her except the three boys and the people in her row. She closed one eye to get better coordination; once she felt like she got the angles right, she threw it. The throw wasn't powerful, but it floated in the air. It was a completely different throw from what the three boys would have done; they would have thrown it like an arrow—a straight line towards Lucas dealing a lot of damage. Delilah's throw was a curve; it went up and would eventually come down. The eraser landed right on Lucas's head and made a THUD! Sound. From the height the eraser came down from, it looked like it would hurt a little.
The four of them look at each other with open mouths and widened eyes. Delilah quickly sat down and started looking at her textbook. Lucas opened his eyes, lifted his head from his desk, stood up and turned around. All in silence. He looked towards their direction. Malakai was looking at the ceiling, Benjamin was looking at his pen, and William was counting to ten on his fingers.
"Which one of you three threw that?" He calmly asked.
The three of them looked up at him and shrugged their shoulders. The whole class had stopped their conversations to check out what was happening.
"I'm serious. Who hit me with the eraser?". Lucas said in a serious tone.
"What eraser? I didn't see anything", Malakai said.
"We didn't throw anything we were revising", Benjamin answered.
"REVISING!? WHERE?! MALLY WAS LOOKING AT THE CEILING, YOU AT YOUR PEN AND WILL WAS COUNTING HIS FINGERS. THE FUCK YOU MEAN". Lucas shouted.
"Excuse me, can you sit down. My lesson has already started and you're shouting".
Lucas turned around; the chemistry teacher was standing behind him.
"If you're going to swear and behave like that, you can get out of my class".
Lucas slowly sat down
"I'm sorry, sir", he apologised.
The three boys in the back started giggling, loud enough so Lucas could hear.
"They got you good", David whispered to Lucas. Lucas lowered his head and breathed in.
"I don't care who threw it; I'm punching them all".

12:12 PM.
It was lunch break for the students. They could do whatever they wanted for an hour, eat at the cafeteria or go to a restaurant at the campus mall. The cafeteria was the more popular option as the restaurants and other food spots were ten minutes from the main building. As usual, the cafeteria was busy with people, with few places to sit. The cafeteria is usually filled with first-year students as second and third-year students normally eat somewhere else or don't attend their classes. The tables were already segregated, with students sitting with people from their classes; it didn't look like there was any fee mixing between classes. No alliances were made yet, but glances were thrown around, dirty looks were exchanged, and uncomfortable stares were present. The atmosphere was toxic. A table of three was placed on the side of the cafeteria, nearly out of sight of everybody, including three students from 1-A.
"When do you think a challenge will happen? I'm thinking this Friday", Isabella questioned, looking at the two boys.
"That would be a good time. At the end of the first week, it is something like a starter challenge. Warm us into the year", Frank replied, sipping his water.
Alexander put down his coffee.
"There won't be any challenges this week. There will be a challenge set next week," Alexander answered.
Isabella looked at Alexander.
"Really?" she asked, surprised he sounded so sure.
"How do you know?" she further questioned.
Alexander took a sip of his coffee.
"This week is just for us to settle back into studies. They want to make it feel like high school again. Then, next week, they set the challenge at the start of the week. It's not a challenge; it's a starter challenge, like you said". He said, looking at Frank.
"Set? So the challenge won't happen straight away?" Isabella was trying to get answers to help her prepare as much as possible.
Alexander just nodded, not giving her much to use.
"How do you know so much?" Isabella directly asked, trying to get information about Alexander now.
Alexander finished his coffee and put the cup down.
"My brother was a student here a few years ago".
Isabella got an answer she didn't expect.
"Wow, did he do good?".
"No, he did terribly", he said coldly.
Frank gave a look towards Alexander, knowing it was a touchy subject.
"Oh", Isabella wasn't too sure what to reply with as Alexander's tone wasn't too inviting for an apology out of sympathy.
"The challenge is soon, so let's just prepare and try our best", Frank said to kill the silence.
"Yeah", Isabella replied.
Isabella looked around the cafeteria and saw everyone occasionally glancing towards one direction. It was towards Malakais.
"How is he in 1-C? Just from yesterday, I feel like he should at least be in 1-B", Isabella pointed out, staring at Malakai's table.
Frank looked towards Malakai.
"He's interesting; I don't know how to feel about him. I like watching him as a bystander, but being involved with him seems a bit too much for me".
"He's like a class clown, but he doesn't seem stupid to be doing all this for no reason. I feel like he's got an ulterior motive and a plan behind everything he does. What do you think?" She asked Alexander.
"I don't care about him. I already forgot his name, and I don't want to know his name. His type is the worst; all this attention for what?" Alexander said condescendingly.
Alexander then looked towards Malakai and saw him laughing and smiling with his friends.
"I'll never see eye to eye with him", he finished.
He kept staring at Malakai. Smiling Malakai. A sight he had always seen whenever he looked at him. Was this guy seriously going to be a problem for him? An idiot like him? Or is he an idiot?

On the other side of the cafeteria, a boy started chuckling to himself, observing everyone., even looking at the three students from 1-A.
"Ryan, what happened? What's funny?".
"Nothing, I think I just found more pieces to the jigsaw?".