Dealing with a devil - "Good luck for surviving here."
[Main building of Goldenleaf]
Principal - Williams Morren, the golden polished frame shinning beneath the soft rays in a peaceful morning. Followed by the muteness of white walls and few classic decors, a figure appears sitting straight on a black ergonomic chair.
The man rubs his temples few times while his fingertips run across files. He's tensed, helpless, liberal man in his fifties.
Ella
Excuse me, sir. A gentleman would like to see you. He's in waiting room for a while.
Principal Mr William Morren
Is he wearing thick weird glasses and carry on a school bag?
Principal Mr William Morren
Sigh, let him in.
Vice principal called out and a grotesque personality, roaming his eyes around reached at the office room.
Phillipe Rhodes
Greetings, Uncle. *bows down*
Principal Mr William Morren
Haha kid, what's with this formality?
Principal Mr William Morren
C'mon, get inside.
Phillipe scratched his head in awkwardness and comforted himself the opposite side of the desk.
Phillipe Rhodes - A kind of sweet mama boy by only looks, the blurred kid of very fighting scenes who stays two inches behind the riots. His porcelain skin shines under the diamond like eyes covered in thick framed glasses, from the top, his messed hair smells some chocolates and saffron sufferings through several unfinished studied cases and memorized patients profiles stuffed in his skull.
He did major in Human Psychology from the University of London and became a well known psychiatrist, approached by his uncle as soon as came back to his country.
Phillipe was mentally preparing himself for the another bullshit. He knew that his uncle would ask something unexpected because he usually doesn't call him for greet or spend some quality time. Phillipe is someone who handles his uncle's matter when at the last do-or-die moments.
Principal Mr William Morren
So, let all be aside. Firstly, can we talk about your outlook and the quiet childish behaviour?
Principal Mr William Morren
I mean, What kind of meal the London have fed you up? You're almost thirty, not some high school lad who hangs around at karaoke.
Phillipe Rhodes
Erm, Yeah... Uhm, well. It is what it is. I'm as simple as always, and I love it.
Principal Mr William Morren
The answer doesn't fit well.
Principal Mr William Morren
You should sometimes let it rest.
Phillipe Rhodes
Well Uncle, Didn't you get yourself in another one on one hideous situation and called me?
Principal Mr William Morren
Sigh, Yes my son.
William Morren threw an appalled look, chills run down his spine. Phillipe immediately guessed that, something is really bothering this man's gut.
He pulled out a specific file written "Kaden Van Doren" and handed over to Phillipe.
Principal Mr William Morren
I want you to take care of this kid.
Phillipe Rhodes
What did you just say now? A kid?
Phillipe Rhodes
Does he even look like one, damn.
•𝗚𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵•
𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗡𝗢. - 1997
𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗡𝗢. - 473803805
𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 - KADEN VAN DOREN
𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 - UNGODLY BEAST
𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 - MR. MARCUS TOPUS
𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘 - MRS. EMILY VAN DOREN
𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 - MALE
𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗛 - 12/091986
𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 - 3RD YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL
𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦 - 1-C
𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗟 𝗜𝗗 - vankaden101@gamil.com
𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟 𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦 - GIPSY KINGS WALLS, STREET NO. 9 MAHOUNG
𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦 - BLACK BEANS KINGDOM, VILLA-67, MEGHAN'S ALLEYWAY
𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗡𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 - 848039XXXX
𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗣𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗘 - 6289XXXX
𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 (𝗜𝗙 𝗔𝗡𝗬) - NONE.
Phillipe read out further, and he's only getting startle because, this kid is not some high school lad of their neighborhood. He turned out a disaster who isn't good for Goldenleaf.
•𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧'𝗦 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡•
𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 - ANGER ISSUES, RUDE.
𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗦 - GOOD BUILT-IN PHYSIQUE BUT NEED MENTAL PEACE.
𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦 - INFERIOR, MOSTLY INVOLVE IN FIGHTS AND SWEARING.
𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦 - NOT GOOD, EVEN THOUGH NOT ATTEND CLASSES REGULARLY.
𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗣𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟 - BULLIED 180 KIDS TO DEATH IN TWO YEARS. SOME OF THEM ARE ADDMITED IN PSYCH WARD OR STILL IN COMA (HOSPITALISED). BREAKING UP EVERY SINGLE RULE OF SCHOOL. BOTHER CHILDREN AND NOT TAKING THEM CLASSES, PISSING OFF TECHERS OR TECHNICALLY NOT TEACHING THEM. HE RULES THE SCHOOL AND HANDLES ACCORDING TO HIS WILLING.
Phillipe Rhodes
Are you serious uncle? Why don't you just restricted him?
Principal Mr William Morren
I don't have rights.
Principal sulked out mentally and narrowed his eyes down in embarrassment.
Principal Mr William Morren
Money holds power so this kid.
Phillipe Rhodes
Please uncle, it's annoying to call a gangster like him a kid.
Phillipe Rhodes
Could you elaborate it?
Principal Mr William Morren
He belongs to a wealthier family. His dad would slip all his wealth and property on his son blindly but--
Phillipe's curiousity at it's peak after reading his bio data. It's like he's already involved in this case.
Principal Mr William Morren
He wants to kill his father.
Principal Mr William Morren
And the reasons are still unknown.
William looked up and face the shocked but surprisingly wondered Phillipe. He's figuring out why a son wants to kill his father? But again, he remembered that he's the Ungodly Beast that they're talking about.
Principal Mr William Morren
I want you to find out the reason and get along with him.
For once, Phillipe startled like the ground slipped beneath his feet and someone pushing him into the dark endless abyss. Usually he doesn't intimate but this time even the letters of his name raising the hair of Phillipe's skin.
Phillipe Rhodes
Uhm, yeah. We can try.
Principal Mr William Morren
That's good, I was expecting this from you.
Phillipe Rhodes
But for that, I need more of time.
Principal Mr William Morren
That's why, I'm allocating you to be the Homeroom teacher of Class 1-C.
Phillipe Rhodes
(Okay, so he already decided to sacrifice his little nephew.)
Principal Mr William Morren
Good luck.
Phillipe Rhodes
Alright, I'll try my best. *smiles*
Phillipe responded solemnly and picked up the some files related to Kaden.
Principal Mr William Morren
Good luck for surviving here.
Phillipe Rhodes
*mouth leaves wide open*
22:09, At Phillipe's Home.
He was studying some files while having his early bed coffee.
As he reviewed documents and files that was scattered in his study table. His gaze shifted to a that particular name again.
He picked up again thoughtfully and started reading. He reached to the end and last crumbled paper of the file that was attached carelessly with those neat and white papers.
Something was written bloody, something poked his eyes and he blinked few times.
Principal voice rings in his head, again and again.
And again, he left dumbfounded and mouth open wide.
Comments
Gato Piola
I don't know how much longer I can hold on, update soon please!
2024-12-30
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