[A Ranked Elite Student
Promotion Points: 3500/ 10000]
[Strength: 20.4]
Surprisingly the System rewarded him upon their second intercourse. Rather second round.
Upon asking why it wasn’t sa with Sophia. He got nothing but silence.
’Well... maybe it’s so kind of special scenario.’
After that he had a calm relaxed kissing session with Miss Linda. Taking their ti. It surely wasn’t up to an hour yet.
Cleaning themselves in the private restroom she had in her office. They both dressed up. Her hair was quite haggard after their kiss, so she stayed in the office while he left unhurried, bearing no expression or whatever.
Currently he was heading out for the field seeing how eeriely silent the whole hallway had beco.
Soon the pitch was in sight, but he was feeling disheartened by the fact he was yet to receive a Taboo Task.
’Since when did you all beco saints...’ he thought.
"Nooooo!"
"Fuck! He took him down!"
"Ohhhh!"
As he got closer to the exit, he heard several chorus shouts and curses. The outside seed bustling and lovely.
And when he finally stepped through the exit...
A bustling scene of more than 500 People on the spectators stand welcod him.
Like...
’What the fuck?! Is there an event I wasn’t aware of going on?
His gaze threw a distant quick scan at the field. From what it seed the whole school was present, even... Far in the opposite stand, he sighted them. Less quiet, a stark contrast to their surroundings, the bustling noisy atmosphere filled with chants and curses. Rows of composedly watching Youths, both genders sat in order as they watched the match while casually discussing among themselves.
Although their dressing was less uniford. So on jackets or their usual uniforms. Baggy polo instead of blazers. Girls in fancy headbands, colorful bandanas. Headsets . An unruly group that were above the rules that bounded the rest of the lower ranked students. Their arrogance and earned pride syncing to create an unseen domain that shielded them from the challenging gaze of the opposite spectators.
S Ranked Elite Students, the cream la cream of the crop.
First Year to third year seniors, all were present.
Sa with the opposite stand where he stood just having made his entrance.
’Ehn?’
His gaze settled on the field, or rather battle field that served as a nucleus to this legendary gathering.
’Volkan, Taurus, Storm, Jamming Bull...’ According to their nickna, he cited inwardly, surprise etched on his face.
These were the top talented players from First Senior Year to Third, from every class either low or high.
’... On one team?’
Yet there was sothing more surprising than that, two of these big nas were being carried out of the field. Apparently having sustained injuries.
The rest of the team looked battered and on the verge of breaking down.
anwhile their opponents seed unaffected. Standing gallantly across the field in their intimidating gears.
As his eyes shone with confusion at the unfamiliar players on the other team, he realized sothing...
’S Ranked Elites versus the whole school team?’
’Wild...’ He comnted in his heart.
But then he felt his arm caught in a sudden grip.
"Hey you co with ..." The clear feminine voice rang beside his ears without giving him a chance to react.
’ehn.’
...
"Fuck!"
"Jamming Bull is out!"
"Taurus too!"
"The ga is over... We are dood!"
At this mont no one cared if they were Class 1 or 4. Presented before an overwhelming Oppressor, they all joined hands and wanted to Win against their common foe.
If Class 1 were the underdogs that oppressed the whole school in the absence of the top dogs. A group of S Ranked Elite Students would be reasoned as the Top Dogs. But now, they weren’t just against Top Dogs, there against the whole lot of them.
"Fuck! They just ca to tornt us... They ca to show us who is still the Boss after years of absence."
"What are they being taught or fed?"
Since S Rank Elites Class was practically a whole advanced building. Only S Class Elite and above were allowed in.
"That’s brutal!"
"We want justice!"
Undeniably, there was no way she could refute the words of the students behind her. Their loss was apparent. 20 points less than their opponent who had 26 points in total.
Mr Erwin reported being sick today. So she was tasked to coach both male and female teams. She thought it would be easy and didn’t think much of it then.
It was going smoothly until the unruly bunch who took themselves as special kids being S Ranked Elites, arrived. Issuing a humiliating challenge to the whole school.
Sure enough, the boys couldn’t reign in their temper and accepted before she could interfere.
Bustling with vigor and rage, they quickly arranged the best of them and set for the field.
But now the result of that was evident. Many were injured, even with unlimited subs she had no player to sub. Each student that stepped on that field valiantly ca back a few minutes later with injuries. Clutching different parts of their bodies in pain.
Every athlete on the bench had been subbed. And now that two of the top players had succumbed to their injuries, she gave up. She wasn’t going to stay and watch further humiliation.
Fortunately as she made for the exit she saw a dazzled youth by the unfolding ga.
Interest and surprise evident on his face. Then she instinctively took note of his posture. From the way he stood she judged him to be an athlete and grabbed him tightly before he could react.
’Fuck’
Glancing at the gears thrown at him to fit into, under the shade the substitute players usually sat. Obscured from the public eyes. He stood behind rows of tired, injured players and took off his tracksuit. A minute later he was done.
Now dressed in ash gray football uniform. The shoulder pads added a sense of intimidation to his fra.
The awkward pants he wore was tight as fuck.
’Just who did these belong to.’
Turning to glance at the mature woman was their coach...
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