Chapter 3.1: Ranma 1/2

“Hi! My name is Unix Yeerum! And my ability is ---”

Back Story

(There was scorching heat and everyone’s busy, they were picking up one bag to another and keeping the phasing up for this project)

Director: “Yes that’s the face! I LLOOOVVVEEEEE THAT!! -- Gimme more baby! Gimme MORE!!!”

The lightmans were all focusing in one direction, there was a beaming spotlight and when you look closer you will see a good looking girl… Hmmm when you look closer you will see a good looking guy -- girl? A guy!?

Photographer: “Change angle Ranma! Give us your playful side” shouted the direction while showing a satisfied smile.

How was it working with Ranma? - Ranma is very professional! It is always easy work for everyone!

How was it working with Ranma? - As a stylist, having such Ranma in a set like this is the best we could ask for.

How was it working with Ranma? - As a make up artist, I feel like almost everyone is envious of my team cause we work really really close with Ranma!

“Hey everyone! Good day good day good day!!! My name is Unix Yeerum and I am very excited to meet you all!” he cheerfully greeted everyone and flashed a smile.

“Wow wow wow! What a breath of fresh air! How are you?” the lady sitting across Unix asked

“Been well, busy but surviving” he said casually

“Everyone seems to love you here and even gave you a nickname!” she threw a follow up question

“Yep! (he burst out laughing)They do call me Ranma -- yah know the anime series Ranma ½ blah blah blah” he explained and shared some details about it and everyone around seems to like it -- hearing him talk, seeing him smile and to bond with them “I think that makes me their number one choice!” he added.

“It does Unix, having an androginous beauty is such an advantage -- I must say!” she said while nodding together with the crowd “Soooo, we are wondering -- do you have any moments where you still feel shy? (she paused for a moment) you know -- you kinda grew up in this setup and watching your clips at work it seems you can conquer it all!” she said and looked at him with full attention.

I do! To be exact -- I do feel shy to just a very specific person (he said on top of his head).

Unix’s POV

There she is, wearing the same glasses. The rest of the world is looking after her (judging her) while she is just sitting there looking towards the future. She looks frightened but, still continuing. 

I hope to get close to her, to check on her -- ask her if she is okay or if I could get close and be her friend.

Haaiiissttt Unix!!! Just go and approach her! (My angel side whispers)

Nope! She is too delicate, you are too loud! (My demonic side responded)

While I was busy talking to myself I heard such commotions.

“Give it back!” she said with anger “Give me back my shades!!!” she was begging

Girl 1: “You are such a freak! FREAK!!!”

Girl 2: “Why are you always wearing this? Why are they allowing you to do this fckin thing?”

They pushed her and broke her shades. Yes! She is wearing shades -- always. When the other girl was about to hit her … …

“What do you girls are doing!?” I blocked (Cover her) and looked at the girls. What am I doing? (I asked myself) 

“Like who the fak are you?” the other girl yelled at me “Girl just fak off! -- this is not your business!!!” she pushed me and of course, that didn’t do the trick…

“Well I am not sure what brings you here, your gang here… But, I am sure what you are doing is against the school rule --” I said

Girl 3: “You’re just good with your mouth!” she lifted her fist and made her way to give me a blow. I was able to catch it --

“I am good with my mouth, that’s true… But, violence is my specialty” I gave her a smirk and looked at her

They went off, I might have scared them so much that I no longer need to ask them to leave.

“You don’t have too… But, thank you!” 

I heard a very soft voice coming from my back She was there

I said she doesn’t have too -- I mean to thank me coz I just did the right thing. We talked a bit and we made our way to the locker area.

“Wait for me here --” I left her at the locker area’s entrance and went on my stuff real quick. “Here! (I handed her my shades, I kinda have a few in my locker)” she looked at me full of surprise.

“Ahmm you don’t have too!” she said

“I have too -- yours was broken.. (I grabbed her hand and gave the shades) I am honestly curious (I paused) you have very lovely eyes, face. But, you are always covering them with these shades.” she looked at me with smiling eyes, my heart skipped for a moment.

“About the shades --” she uttered

“Nope! (I interrupted her) If you are not comfortable in sharing, you don’t really have too.” I smiled 

“You know what for someone who can catch a punch, you are sweet --  you are kind and such a perfect girl! Very pretty girl!” she said…

I was lost for a moment with what she said. The bell rang that was why I can no longer ask her

When I was walking down the hallway I spaced out… I walked past the glass room, I felt a cold sweat running down my face --

What the heck!!!

I got frozen from what I saw… Flashed back those words the girl mentioned earlier

Girl just fak off!

You are kind and such a perfect girl! Very pretty girl!

I was preoccupied while walking and bumped into one of the girls who bullied the girl wearing shades.

“Why do you look so shocked?” the girl asked, I have no response.

“Unix are you okay?” she asked again

“What did you say?” I asked “I mean --”

“Of Course we know your name, you are Unix Yeerum! Everyone knows you!” she said with a very sweet voice “Are you okay?”

I am back again? I asked myself… “Oww I am sorry!” I looked around and noticed that everyone’s looking at me, she was there as well wearing the shades I gave her. “I am just feeling under the weather -- sorry again” I told the girl in front of me.

The class ended as usual and things went out just fine… I was about to head home when I saw her standing in the parking post.

“Hey, it is you!” she said

I was shocked that she approached me first “Ahmm yes, Hi! (I paused as I noticed the change in my voice) I am just waiting here…” 

“I forgot to introduce myself earlier -- I am C Fị, just call me C” she gestured for a handshake and I extended my hand “What’s your name?”

I am lost for words -- “Ahmm My name is --” I was about to say my name but we heard someone calling her she excused herself and ran away.

I held my chest as I got inside my car…

“Are you okay Unix?” Mr. Wobblie asked

I just gave him a smile and looked out of the window. Am I hallucinating? I asked myself Why is this happening? I whispered.

1st quarter is up, I felt so under the weather during the exam. Went to the clinic and I initially planned on resting but I saw C outside the clinic. She approached me, casually, I am no longer surprised I knew she saw a girl again, we hang out often and I felt really great…

“Why did you help me by the way? Yah know the first time we met?” she asked while handing me the banana milk, her favorite.

I leaned on the cafeteria couch and said “Cause I saw you… You were preparing your fist and I knew you could beat them all up” I laughed and looked at her, she smiled and pinched me playfully.

“So it was them that you were helping then?” she gave me a grumpy look

I gave her a look, i muffled and felt nervous “Ahhmmm --” she burst out laughing and held my hand

“No one really approached me, helped or even shown concern to me (She pressed my hand) I am glad you did” she said

Her words pierced right through me, I felt guilt… I need to tell her, I should…

Days passed by and the result of the assessment was revealed. I was asked to visit a class that was scheduled by 12mn, when Mr. Richivarit explained the Class of Warriors things were getting clearer, this could be the answer.

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