In school, today is physical education class.
Because Vincent's school used to be an all-girls school, there was no special changing room for boys, so the boys changed clothes in the classroom. While the girls had their own changing room to change into their sports clothes.
In the classroom, Vincent wore a rather cool sports outfit. Long black track pants made of a material that wasn't too sweat-absorbent, and a sleeveless white t-shirt with a black collar and the school emblem on his chest. The shirt fabric was quite soft yet slippery. Moreover, it didn't stick to the skin and was comfortable to wear.
Gregor also wore the same clothes. The difference was that he chose the wrong size pants. His sports track pants looked like tight pencil pants instead. Highlighting his butt like women's yoga pants.
"I'm not sure I can run in pants like these. What if when I run, the back of my pants rips? This is a disaster! This is a catastrophe!" Gregor put on a "the scream" expression. He resigned himself to his fate of becoming laughing stock of entire class. Or even the entire school who saw him wearing such tight sports pants.
"If you're really embarrassed to wear those pants, why don't you just wear your school uniform pants first."
Gregor lifted his face as if enlightened.
"You're right. You're a genius, Vincent." Then Gregor changed into his uniform pants while his top was a sports shirt.
After the students finished changing, all 1st-grade students from A to D gathered on the running track for a morning run before the main physical education class began.
Vincent was from class D. For some reason, his class was the least popular among other students. Because there was Ms. Lilith who taught that class.
While other classes got good and gentle teachers compared to Ms. Lilith who was like a military instructor.
The girls wore the same sports attire, only with black tight shorts that were mid-thigh length. Highlighting their fluffy butt. Their tops were the same as what Vincent wore.
The physical education teacher who would guide the four classes on the field was Ms. Sheila. She was a muscular woman in her late twenties. With reddish-brown hair, dark brown skin, and a beautiful face. A stark contrast to her muscular body in her legs, arms, and even her stomach. She only wore black sports attire and a whistle hanging around her neck.
"Alright, children! Physical fitness is very important for maintaining health and body shape. You can build muscle from unused fat and increase your stamina in activities!"
Marian Rivera, the sporty girl, opened her mouth and eyes enthusiastically listening to Ms. Sheila speak.
Each class has 24 students, multiplied by four, there should be 96 students here, but because some have congenital diseases that do not allow them to do heavy exercise (and some skipped physical education class), there are only 90 people on the field right now.
Vincent and Gregor didn't pay much attention to Ms. Sheila's lengthy explanation about sports, their gaze was more focused on a boy in the class A line. They both just found out there was another boy who enrolled in that school this year.
"Vincent, look at that." Gregor poked Vincent's shoulder and pointed at a boy in the middle of the girls' line in class A. The boy had thick, long blonde hair down to his neck. From behind, it was already clear that boy looked handsome. "There's another boy besides us in this school."
Vincent nodded in confirmation. "You're right. I thought boys were only in our class."
"First of all, we're going to do a light run for 10 laps! Let's get ready to warm up and get our hearts pumping hard! Come on, kids! Those who run lazily will get a penalty of 20 laps after finishing!"
"Eh?"
Ms. Sheila ran, leading the new students this year to run around the 150-meter long and 70-meter wide rectangular oval running track. She ran at a slow and consistent pace, but ten laps?
Soon, one by one, girl students collapsed. Like Emma and other girls who seemed to prefer being indoors rather than exercising outside. Fortunately, Vittoria and Vincent were used to morning runs. So a light run like this was no problem for them.
Gregor ran while being the subject of whispers from other girls because he was wearing uniform pants while running. Just as he passed the fifth lap, his belt loosened further and the uniform pants he was wearing slipped down.
Revealing bear-patterned underwear on his butt.
And that made the back row laugh and bump into each other because they were unfocused, laughing at Gregor.
"Damn it! No! Don't get it wrong! This is this month's trendy underwear!" A panicked Gregor pulled his pants back up while running like a duck.
Ms. Sheila was still at the very front, consistently blowing her whistle. Shouting at students who stopped running and fell behind.
"Hah.. Vincent, lift me up! Ah! Hah!" Aria next to Vincent ran weakly, gasping for breath. She seemed to rarely do heavy exercise like this. Meanwhile, Vittoria, on Vincent's other side, smiled triumphantly. Feeling better than that spoiled pink-haired girl.
After half an hour of slow running. Finally, Ms. Sheila shouted for them to stop.
Like scattered termites on the ground, the girls whose legs were exhausted lay stretched out on the ground, their entire bodies covered in sweat. Soaking their white t-shirts.
"This is hell. That sports teacher is crazy." Aria breathed heavily and quickly. Her collar became transparent thanks to her own sweat, revealing the dark blue bra she was wearing. Her hair was tied up high at the back. Just like Vittoria and some other long-haired girls.
Vincent also breathed heavily. But he was quite able to control his breathing. Next to him, Vittoria was the same. They stretched their legs straight forward.
Gregor? He lay on the ground like a dead fish. While running, he became the subject of laughter and whispers from the girls in his class and other classes. He got the nickname "bear undies" this morning. And tomorrow that nickname would become permanent.
"Good! I see you're sweating and working hard! For this morning's light sports lesson, we're going to play a group game to strengthen friendships! Form groups of three! You're free to choose anyone to be in your group."
Vittoria and Aria immediately glanced at Vincent and hugged him.
"Vincent, come join me!" Aria pulled Vincent's body to her chest. Vincent could feel Aria's scent, which was like roses.
"No, I was first! Vincent will join me!" Vittoria pulled Vincent's body to her chest. Vincent could feel Vittoria's scent, which was like lavender.
The two glared fiercely at each other like two predators fighting over prey.
Vincent stood up, freeing himself from Vittoria and Aria's fragrant embraces. Then he chose Gregor as his team.
"Ugh, Vincent!"
"My husband!"
Both could only resign themselves to seeing Vincent wanting to group with Gregor. Not a single girl wanted to group with Gregor. The girls immediately avoided him like an onion among ants.
"It seems we have to group together." Aria suggested grouping with Vittoria. Vittoria turned her face away but nodded in agreement.
Then they went to find one more remaining girl.
"Greg, we need to find one more person." Vincent said, looking around him. The girls seemed interested-uninterested in them. No one even dared to approach Vincent and Gregor's group.
Gregor could only let out a long sigh. "What girl would want to group with me? You should have just left me alone, Vincent. That way you can be in a group with pretty girls." Gregor said that with a tone of envy, annoyance, and irritation towards Vincent. Vincent responded by shrugging.
"If so, then only 29 groups will be formed." Vincent said flatly. Making Gregor's forehead twitch upon hearing it.
"You... I'm so envious of your handsomeness, huhuhu..." Gregor could only cry out of envy. Vincent could only shake his head seeing him.
"Hello." A boy approached. It was the boy Gregor and Vincent saw during the warm-up before the run just now. The only boy in class A.
"If you don't mind, may I join?" The blonde-haired, bright blue-eyed boy asked with a friendly smile. Vincent seemed familiar with the boy from somewhere. Gregor nodded happily, getting one last person for his group.
"Of course. Welcome to our group! I'm Gregor Davidson, the romantic and handsome man, and this is my friend, Vincent Fortis. The popular rich kid."
"Are you making fun of me or what?" Vincent grinned, seeing Gregor's sulking face of envy.
"Nice to meet you all. I'm Reinhart Stark. From class 1-A."
"Nice to meet you, Reinhart. You seem quite popular." Vincent glanced behind Reinhart, there were twenty girls looking at Reinhart with admiration and fondness, or even love. If Vincent and Gregor weren't there, Vincent was sure Reinhart would be the prince and role model for all the girls in school. Because of his handsome face and princely demeanor. Or he is?
"Hahaha, they're overestimating me. Gregor looks more interesting with his unique personality than me."
Gregor, praised by a boy as handsome as Reinhart, rubbed his nose proudly while glancing at Vincent. He seemed to say, look, even a boy as handsome as Reinhart praises me.
Vincent grinned upon hearing it.
"I look forward to working with you, Vincent and the romantic Gregor."
Once again, Gregor rubbed his nose, happy to be praised.
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