Chapter 156- The future Golden Generation

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In the First Year Lecture Theatre, six figures were gathered, seated at different positions in the hall. The hall had just six students, two pairs and two lone figures, seated at certain positions. They were lost in thoughts, and their patience was growing thinner with time. One of them in particular, Mariam Aquaria, turned towards the glass window and observed the sun, her lips curled into a frown. She sighed, turning towards Louis who sat next to her, his right hand around her waist. A low mumble escaped her lips as she puffed out her cheeks, while Louis slowly turned towards her. They sat in the back row towards the glass window that showed the outdoor landscape. "What?" He asked with a raised brow. Mariam grumbled. "What do you mean "what?". Why are we waiting for him?! I don't want to join! And there's no way they'll even let him form one!" She cried out, but Louis remained silent, his gaze flickering with intensity as it shifted towards her lips. She flinched, feeling a foreboding that nearly made her jump to her feet. "No! No! We're in public! So you better don't!" She pushed his face away, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "Tsk! Fucking lover birds". Darell cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes at the same time when Jane, sitting next to him, landed a horrid blow on the back of his head. He was seated next to Jane in the front rows of the Class. "Don't curse next to me" He said, while Darell cursed further, holding the back of his head with a teary look. "My head isn't a ball, you idiot!" He exclaimed in protest, but Jane couldn't pay attention to that. He slowly looked up behind them, his gaze shifting from the pair, then Elsie, and finally Ciara. An intensity brewed deep within, but then she suddenly flinched, and turned towards his direction, causing him to turn away in surprise. Darell watched all this occur, and a smirk formed on his lips. "Loverboy". Jane felt a bulge on his forehead, he turned towards Darell and landed a knock on the back of his head again, clicking his tongue and folding his hands in exasperation. Darell laughed out loud in protest, his hands gripping the back of his head. The mood in the Hall was somewhat comfortable, with some of them having their thoughts while the two pairs conversed with themselves. Ciara for example, had been counting the time since Louis asked them to gather up. She had decided to since Raph seemed to have been able to get Louis into the team, but now that nearly an hour had passed, she began to greatly regret her choice. Not to mention the ugly stares she had been getting from one of them. She turned to her left, and at the other end of the hall was Elsie, staring daggers at her, and revealing her fangs. '....What a terrible lineup'. She thought, when Mariam suddenly spoke out, getting their attention. "Hey guys! Are we really just going to listen to him?!" She asked, her tone laced with impatience and annoyance. A tense silence descended upon them, as their thoughts were forced into overdrive. They had to admit, he was spot on. They may have their self-interest, but in the end, collectively, what made them stay was their curiosity. Darell sat back down, a heavy sigh exuding his lips. "Hah...but where is he?" Just then, they heard a loud clap and turning towards the direction, they found a familiar figure sitting on the table, his legs crossed and his hands jamming together with a smile on his face. Confusion and surprise are etched on their expressions upon recognizing the figure, and a diverse wave of emotions is showcased by them as a result. Elsie looked particularly happy to finally see him, as she immediately bolted towards him, but the others had more demanding....pestering questions. 'When did he get there?' 'How long as he's been there'. Their questions couldn't be answered at the moment, but at least the person they had been waiting for had finally arrived. With a sigh, Jane stood up and said. "What took you so long, Raffaleo?" Raph looked up at them, while he tried to fight off Elsie's embrace to no avail. His smile never left his face. "Well, getting a permit isn't as easy as you would think," He replied. "Wait?! You got it?" Mariam asked, her tone laced with hesitation and surprise. "Of course I did; I believe I told you guys I had a plan; well, negotiations do not necessarily count as one, but it is still a plan." "...negotiating with a lecturer in your first year is already unheard of, you should be satisfied with this result". Ciara said with a sigh. "I am though," Raph retorted, turning downwards at Elsie clinging to his body. "I guess I should get somethings straight before we go find a club room" A brief silence followed after, their anticipation escalating at the same time. "Firstly. This club is only a guise. What matters is us, the six of us" They all glanced at each other, confusion laced in their expressions. "There is a far bigger goal that I have in mind, but for now, I want us to form a bond. I don't know how well it could be in the future or how far all six of us will go in the long run, but I want to hope that at least three of us have formed a bond". His cold gaze was filled with warmth as he looked up at them. "We will not just be any group, but one filled with trust, and the strength to leave our backs for one another. Times are changing, and we must change with it. For us to survive in this wicked world, we will need trusting partners. No longer can we walk our paths alone, and our paths are connected. We will help each other when the time comes, and hold one another if we fall". Raph sighed, his past life memories playing in his head. '....because the path ahead each of you is riddled with danger'.

Chapter 156- The future Golden Generation

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