"Try not to die by tripping over yourself, Quinn!"A boy shouted down the hallway, laughing uncontrollably right after. Quinn dismissed the petty mockery as he carried on walking down the school corridor. The harassment had become a daily occurrence for him, but it still bothered him just as much as it did every other day. Thus, he wasn't able to hold back his desire to retaliate.
Quinn slowed down his stride and stopped. He pushed his glasses back up onto the ridge of his nose. Just from looking at the glasses, it was clear that he needed a new pair.
He then turned around and immediately raised his middle finger and said," Fuck you!" responding to the slander. Upon hearing that, the boy clenched his fist and started running towards Quinn.
The boy placed both of his hands together, and a green ball of light started to form between them. When he was only a few meters away from Quinn, the boy threw his hands forward and a green beam shot out from the palms of his hands.
Quinn had nowhere to go, and the ray of light was too fast for him to dodge. Hence, he knew that all he could do was grit his teeth and bear the pain. As the light hit him, his body was lifted into the air and sent flying backwards onto the far-end corridor wall.
"What's going on?" A student among the crowd said. "Are they fighting on the last day of school?"
A crowd had immediately formed outside, interested in what the commotion was all about. One of the female students ran over to the wall's damaged part to check on the assaulted student's safety.
As the dust started to settle down, Quinn's slightly curly black hair slowly came into view. When the smoke eventually cleared up, the female student finally saw who it was. She instantly backed away and continued on with her business as if nothing happened.
The moment that the female student returned to her friends, he could see that they were laughing at her.
"I can't believe you tried to help him."
"I didn't see who it was." The girl retorted, her cheeks flushed.
After that, Quinn stood up and lifted his glasses that were thrown on the floor. To his dismay, one of the hinges had fallen off once again. Instead of wearing the worn-out pair, he let it hang on his hand.
"Damm it. Not again..."
It was the last day of school for Quinn, so he hoped that no one would try anything with him. He was sick and tired of their doings, but he wasn't the type to ignore those either. He had seen people who had chosen to keep their heads down and tolerate the harassment. However, their treatment was far worse than what he received.
He didn't bother to stay at school like the rest of the students; he picked up his broken glasses and left school. As he walked past, he saw the students having conversations among themselves in their circles. Some were laughing, while some had tears, thinking it was the last time they would ever see each other again. However, Quinn wasn't a part of any of that, and he didn't want to be. Cliques would not welcome him anyway. He was the weird one.
When he finally arrived home, he immediately went to work. Living in a single-bedroom apartment with a single bed and desk was enough for him. The apartment was provided to him by the government, since he had no living relatives and was only 16 years old.
He walked towards a cabinet and pulled the drawer open, which has an old book. It was a large and thick book. The cover of the book was in a colour that is similar to blood
"Let's try again today," Quinn said as he placed the book on the table. He pulled out a test tube with a colourless liquid from the bag. "Test 112, Hydrochloric acid. Let's see how it goes?" He slowly poured the liquid onto the book. "So far, there is no reaction." He poured all the test tube content on the book, but there was no reaction at the end.
He carefully examined the book while writing down the results in his notebook. "Another failure. Why won't you open? Why did mum and dad even have this thing?" He angrily said, " I have tried more than hundreds ways. Why doesn't it open?" He angrily punched the book.
When he punched the book, it cut his hand, and a blood drop fell onto the book. Suddenly, the book began to glow and float in the air. Quinn darted back and away from it.
"What the fuck is happening?!"
The book started to emit a blinding radiance as it shook uncontrollably. A few seconds later, it opened up, and the pages started turning on their own. The pages are gradually turning into light particles and entering his body. At the same time, his body suddenly felt weak. Quinn's vision was started to fade. But just before he passed out he heard a message.
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