— Blackout POV —
Every time I led students to the slums, their reaction was always the same: a mixture of surprise and disgust. I expected the same today, but I was wrong.
The fat kid showed disgust and reluctance to even look further into this part of the city, as expected of a child born with a golden spoon. But the snubby kid was different. He was surprised by the scene but didn't look disgusted one bit.
He took in the entire area with a deep gaze, and what I saw was silent anger in those calm eyes. Only now did I remember—he's the new talk of the town, the boy from the mines who beat the high and mighty Alex Briggs on his first day of school.
Now, I'm interested in him. I'm curious to know the kind of person he is behind his calm facade.
Beep! Beep!
My gaze narrowed as I quickly pulled out the tracking device after hearing the beeping sound. Tracking down The Dreamer was not an easy task.
