Aries's pov:
The aftermath of the assembly was hard to ignore.
Jay looked untouchable.
She always was.
Just never bothered to...show it. And today?
She did.
"Well....guys look at your notification. See which class you all have got!" Caleb said.
Notification:
Section B : Supreme class room 201
Section C: Elites class room 111
Section D : Local class room 607
Section A & Section E : Mythicals class room 406
Perfect. Mythical.
Jay's class.
"Well, the school president will assign you in groups." Scarlett said.
*At classroom*
The class was silent Jay was missing.
Where are you Jay?
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Keifer's pov:
I was waiting....
Waiting for her to show up. I wanted to sit next to her.
Everyone were seated.....
I felt someone giving me dagger eyes.
Jare.
He was clearly pissed to see. I noticed the way he held his pen tight. He finally turned. A girl sat next to him. The same girl who I saw back there in philippines.
"You should have told me!" (A/N: savannah's voice)
That's when we saw her.
Jay.
Savannah clinging to her arm like a lifeboat for support gasping for air.
I felt a sharp punch in my chest.
Seriously keifer?
Jealous of a girl now?
I narrowed my eyes at her hands clinging to my wife.
Jay took her seat right beside Jare. Jare on her right, Savannah on her left.
Freya scoffed at her clinginess, Section e frowned. Guess they were jealous.
"Sometimes....I really wonder if Savannah is straight?" Some guy muttered from Mythical.
Only to get smacked on his head by another guy next to him.
He groaned.
"What am I wrong? What if she makes our Pres a lesbian?" the same guy said.
Lesbian? Jay? My wife?
No.
I got up. Ready to grab her.
But Yuri held my hand down in strong force. I closed my eyes forcing myself to sit down.
The teacher came in soon after.
He divided our classes by teaching us first and teaching them second.
It looked...interesting even though it was advanced.
"Excuse me sir....sorry I'm late"
The sound was familiar.
I looked up from my book.
Jason. Dressed in the same way as mythicals.
Jay's ex....
Why the fuck is here?
It hit me....realisation did. All these years he was in nyc.
He walked up to the 3rd row. Knocking on the bench Savannah was sitting in.
"Move." Jason commanded. Voice calm. but firm.
She frowned then moved away.
Jason, now...he was sitting beside Jay.
"Isn't that Jason...our enemy?" Yuri whispered.
My hand tightened around my book. My concentration was no longer on the book. It was on him and her.
The way he was casually sitting, the way she was sitting unbothered.
But it bothered me bad.
The teacher gave us small questions to complete while turning his attention towards them.
" Our dear two school presidents, Nice to have you back." Teacher gave a small respectful nod.
Jay smiled in response.
"Thank you sir!" Jare answered. Face neutral.
It's been 30 mins since their class started I had completed my work.
I was watching her.
The more Jason leaned in closer, touching her.
the more possesive I felt.
the more darker my eyes got.
The teacher suddenly stopped writing and turned towards them.
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Author's pov:
The afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of the LH classroom of mythicals, illuminating dust motes that danced over the mahogany desks. The teacher didn't look at his notes. He didn't need to. He leaned against the edge of his desk, his gaze sharp as he looked at the two students sitting in the middle
"The beauty of mathematics," the teacher began, his voice echoing, "is often mistaken for its utility. But today, I want to see if you can handle its paradoxes."
He turned to the chalkboard, his chalk screeching as he wrote a single, elegant expression.
"Jason," The teacher called out, pointing the chalk on him.
"This is Euler's Identity. Most see it as a curiosity. You see it as a bridge. If we accept that this equation connects the five most fundamental constants of the universe, what does that imply about the nature of mathematical discovery? Are we uncovering a pre-existing architecture, or are we just very good at inventing languages that eventually rhyme?"
Jason didn't hesitate.
"It's structuralism, sir. We didn't 'invent' the relationship between a circle's circumference and its diameter, nor did we invent the base of natural growth. We simply stumbled upon the fact that they are two sides of the same coin. Euler's Identity isn't a poem we wrote, it's a law we decoded."
"And?" The teacher asked him expecting more expanded explanation.
"If we met an alien civilization, their symbols would be different, but their 'e' would still dance with their 'pi' in exactly this way."
On the other side. Section A and Section E stood stunned. Completely unaware of what the question the teacher had asked. Or the answer which Jason explained.
The teacher nodded slowly, then shifted his gaze to Jay sitting next to Jason.
"And Ms. President. Let's move from the elegance of identity to the brutality of logic. If P = NP. if every problem that can be verified quickly can also be solved quickly—what happens to the 'spark' of the mathematician? If genius is just a highly efficient search algorithm, does the 'eureka' moment even exist, or is it just a biological notification that a computation has finished?" The teacher asked Jay.
Who looked quite interested in the question....
Jay leaned back, her eyes narrowing as she visualized the complexity.
"If P = NP, then the wall between appreciation and creation vanishes. Currently, we think it's 'harder' to compose, or harder to prove a theorem than to read the proof. But if they are computationally equivalent, then 'genius' is just a word we use for efficiency. The 'eureka' moment isn't mystical, it's just the moment the processor hits the target. It would mean that creativity isn't a gift—it's just an optimized path through a solution space."
Students of Section A and E gasped. As the Jay they knew was never a prodigy. She was a foodie....Always craving for desserts.
The teacher stayed silent for a long moment, the chalk still held between his fingers.
"Two different worlds," he whispered. "One where we are explorers of a grand design, and another where we are merely machines discovering our own limits."
He set the chalk down and checked his watch.
"Class dismissed. Try not to solve the universe before dinner."
The mythicals stood up ready to leave.
Jason swung his arm over Jay.
Jay frowned. Her gaze shifting at HVIS...the people she has known.
Jare watched all of it.
He wanted to chop off Jason's hand. But he restrained himself.
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Betrayal hurts.....people can be given a chance but never forgiven.....
To section E and Aries....They never knew the real her.
This was the real her. Untouchable.
She won't forgive them easily....until they realise her value.
Betrayal isn't loud, it always com from people you trust the most.