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CHAPTER 1 ¬ GOODBYE AND GOOD MORNING, BANG!

LOCKING HER HAZEL EYES INTO his bemused and vivid blue eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands touched her hips. Kenny slowly closed his eyes with passion and excitement, preparing to place a sweet kiss on her lips.

"Kiss me now, Kenny darling." The award-winning actress Rachel McAdams whispered softly. The distance was only centimeters away when the curly-haired Canadian guy suddenly moaned in affliction as he felt something hard lands on his tummy full of milk, making him wake up from his wonderful dream.

It was his roommate slash family friend slash long-time classmate, Nick Jackson, who did a picture-perfect moonsault on his body to wake him up. It was Nick who ruined the kiss and the prologue of his wet dreams.

"Fuck, Nick! I was about to kiss her and you ruined it!" Groaning in anger, Kenny crossed his arms over his broad chest.

"Get up you punk and cut your Rachel McAdams obsession or else you'll gonna kiss the grumpy bodyguard's feet." Nick's older brother, Matt, reminded him, rummaging his outfit of the day from his closet.

Looking at his broken alarm clock, Kenny's eyes widen as it almost popped out from its socket and he hurriedly changed his pajamas to casual clothes. Kenny doesn't need to take a shower or whatsoever. He believes his body produces sweats that smell like the perfume of Victoria Secrets.

Brushing their teeth, the Elite run out of their dorm as fast as they could to make it on time. Santana and Ortiz were peacefully eating their delicious Banana Bread they bought at Starbucks, steps away from the University's gate. The Elite saw the two young men and snatched their bread.

"HEY! OUR BREAD!" A guy with a bandana wrapped on his forehead named Ortiz freaked out.

"GIVE US BACK OUR BREAD, YOU BREAD-NATCHERS!" Santana angrily shouted like there's a criminal.

"Thank you!" Kenny shouted, feeling grateful at the Elite's two out of seven mortal enemies since preschool.

"Don't forget safeties, guys!" Matt Jackson exclaimed, throwing a sachet of Trust on the University's most PDA couple, Kip Sabian and Penelope Ford holding each other's hands for dear life sitting on the tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g.

Their fellow students such as Red Velvet slash Brandi Rhodes' cousin, Dani Jordyn and Skyler Moore freaked out and started taking pictures when the three, adventurous, 'very responsible young men finally stepped inside the campus, fangirling over Kenny Omega who waves his hands at the paparazzi.

This guy is Kenny Omega. He's a Canadian professional wrestler and one of the greatest performers in history in the wrestling world. Just like in the wrestling world, he's a very famous student, a heartthrob obviously. Despite him being irresponsible, he's still one-third of the school representatives in this universe.

Kenny is the type of person who is famous but too lazy to exert any effort in school. He is one of the students whose motto is 'School is boring'. He never became passionate about studying. He never finds it interesting. For the love of God, he doesn't even know what is his dream in the future. Until now, he is still trying to find the euphoria about schooling and the reason why he should be interested in it.

He is an unbothered human being living in this world full of Karens. Kenny is also like Jenny in the song Jenny of The Click Five. He is unpredictable. He is bipolar at any angle.

'First, he say he won't, then he say he will. he keep you hanging on and you're not moving on or standing still...Kenny, you've got me on my knees. Kenny, it's killing me.'

"Look what we got over this morning." Says a guy who also wearing a bandana wrapped around his neck, holding a shiny black baseball bat, ruining Kenny's introduction.

NOW PLAYING: EVERYBODY - BACKSTREET BOYS.

Fate set them to meet up. A smirk appeared on their lips as the Elite turned around to face their mortal enemies since preschool or maybe since when they were all in their mother's womb, the Inner Circle.

On Chris Jericho's left, there's Sammy Guevara, Jake Hager, and Wardlow clenching their fists, preparing for the battle. Santana and Ortiz couldn't help to pour them death glares after the bread incident, and there's MJF with his hubristic presence, standing on Jericho's right, chewing a piece of gum, wearing his infamous Burberry scarf, of course, even if it's summer season.

"Our paths crossed again, men." Chis Jericho, overconfident at his team's skills and ability, uttered.

"We're studying in the same roof so it'll always be," Kenny smirked back as Brandon Cutler, the greatest Janitor of the school, handed Kenny and the bucks some boxing gauzes. "I bet ya need it."

"We've been wanting this for so long, maaaaaan."

The students formed a circle around them and started cheering the side they are voted for. Some were nervous at the mess they're going to contribute.

There was a gleam of passion and excitement in his eyes while a wicked smirked flashed across his lips as Kenny said, "Just like what Julius Caesar said, 'I came. I saw. I conquered. Chris, man. You got it.'"

The brawl has been started. No matter what Santana and Ortiz throw, Matt countered their vicious fist attacks. Nick shifted position and his feet crossed, left in front of right. He spun on his left foot, the right coming up and out, catching MJF squarely in the jaw.

As minutes go by, the Elite has been seen getting stomped by the Inner Circle. The number of players in each team wasn't equal. In fact, it was 3v7. Two of the teams that couldn't stand the Inner Circle, joined the bloody war.

Chuck Taylor, Trent, Jungle Boy, Marko Stunt, and Luchasaurus, fresh from the bath, attacked the gang that full of evil members. The watchers went crazy and maniac as the number of people involved in the fighting scene increases.

Nudging at Riho as they joined the circle of watchers, Nyla said, "For the love of God, when are you gonna get a boyfriend? Handsome men in this school are like endangered animals. They are very likely to become extinct in the near future. So if I were you, I'm gonna start to move my hips."

Riho remained silent. She doesn't know what to say anymore. Nyla keeps pestering her about catching a boyfriend since this school year started.

Riho sighed and her sight suddenly landed on the shirtless guy, body full of sweat and sparkles who hit Sammy with One-Winged Angel, Kenny 'By God' Omega.

Riho blushed, mesmerizing his well-built body. She elbowed her friend twice as her size and smiled, "You know what Nyla, I think it's time.

*FWWEEEEEEEEEET*

Hearing the loud whistle of Rick Knox, aka the University's disciplinary officer, in his t-shirt tucked into black jeans with a black belt topped with his black leather jacket with the T-Birds logo on the back, and black penny loafers, wearing Danny Zuko's of Grease outfit in short.

The Elite and the Inner Circle immediately stopped and didn't move like they are competing in a freeze dance.

"ALL OF YOU! TO THE OFFICE!!! CHOP CHOP!"

Meanwhile, in the classroom, drawing random shapes on his desk, Pac couldn't stop the urge to roll his hazel grey eyes as a brunette woman keep telling him her rants and her concerns about Kenny Omega.

"I still don't get it why the school director, the dipshit, Cody Rhodes himself hailed Kenny, Matt, and Nick as the school representatives. Those three idiots are irresponsible, troublemakers, have only pea-sized brains, food snatchers, and they couldn't even recite the half of periodic table. The Elite are not role models." Britt Baker said frustratedly as she crossed her arms.

Bastard Pac was about to smile deep inside as he thought she's done with her rants but unfortunately, her mouth couldn't stop talking as she resumed,

"I should be in their spot. I am the rightful school representative. Look at me, besides being the hottest female student in the area, I have an outstanding performance at any field." She added and looked up at her friend. "Right, Reba?"

"Right and not left." Rebel said with a fake laugh at the end.

"You really hate those fellas with a passion, huh," Pac said. "I am seeing a mad girlfriend who wants to plot a revenge of the century against the guys who were responsible for her boyfriend's death in BTE universe bay bay."

"Shut your vile mouth that filled with a lot of cavities Pac or else I'm gonna hit you with my shoe!" She crossed her arms.

The gentlemen finally arrived at their respective rooms after the long guidance counseling of Dustin Rhodes. The Elite and Bestfriends were back in the room and sat on their chair on time, one minute away before their Mathematics teacher arrived.

Tony Schiavone, the most chill professor in the building, happily greeted the students and announced they're going to have a recitation. Everyone, except for the only two students, let out a big growl while others seemed uninterested and started minding their own business.

"Twice the larger of two numbers is three more than five times the smaller and the sum of four times the larger and three times the smaller is 71."

"5 and 14," Britt answered in chorus and flashed an annoying smile on Shida, showcasing her perfect set of white teeth brighter than your future. Professor Schiavone scratched his neck at her rudeness and had no choice to give her points.

"Find an odd three-digit number whose digits add up to 12. The digits are all different and the difference between the first two digits equals the difference between."

"The answer is 741."

Fixing her long brown hair with a high ponytail, Britt rolled her eyes when the Japanese student answered.

Beauty and brain with a twist. That is Britt Baker. She is very competitive and in a lot of things. We couldn't hide the fact that she's a clever, confident, and conscientious one. She cut speeches so well. She's obsessed with tidiness. She called herself a role model. She's delusional for saying everyone loves her and they wants to be friends with her. She couldn't make any friends whenever she goes until Rebel transferred here.

Hikaru Shida is the complete opposite of Britt in terms of attitude and personality. The staff, the janitor, outsiders, everyone loves this lovely Japanese lady. She got the personality of a true role model. She's very passionate, enthusiastic, helpful, and friendly. Her flaw might be something gotta do about speeches.

Shida and Britt were the only two students seen competing for the recitation while others obviously don't care at all.

Chuck Taylor and Trent were seen busy texting their special someone on their phone. Orange Cassidy, in his normal get-up, which is the white t-shirt with his face, underneath his denim jacket and pants together with his sunglasses, was peacefully sleeping at the back. Not surprising at all.

Orange Cassidy is the slothiest person you'll ever meet in this school. He's too lazy in all things. He only uses two percent of his brain, thus he always gets low marks on quizzes. He doesn't care as long as his freshly squeezed orange juice bottle is with him.

"Give it to her." The guy said to the student whose grinding pringles sour cream and onion flavor on her mouth, Nyla Rose herself, the Native Beast aka the messenger of Kip and Penelope's love letters.

Superbad Kip Sabian, the self-proclaimed most handsome student in the University, and his bombshell and feisty girlfriend Penelope Ford couldn't help themselves to write love letters for each other in the middle of the recitation. Miro, in his ugly Christmas sweater, giggled at how lovely the couple is.

Professor Schiavano left the room when the one-hour class was finally over. He is too chill to scold them. That's why he let his student do whatever they want.

NOW PLAYING:  ROLLING IN THE DEEP - ADELE.

A few hours after, the bell rings as a sign that lunch hour has finally arrived. Kenny, Matt, and Nick joined the line in the cafeteria to get their food. They waited for ten minutes until their turns. However, as Kenny was about to step forward, the OG members of the inner circle pushed him away and stole their spot.

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

"One fresh crunchy vegetable, please." Santana and Ortiz asked the lunch maker in unison. Kenny raised an eyebrow, clicking his tongue at his mortal enemies' rudeness.

Chris Jericho simply took a glimpse of the Young Bucks at the back whose eyes were gleaming with rage "Hmmm, you know what, Santana and Ortiz. I don't think you two love that food. Why don't you pick again? Take your precious time and don't mind the people behind us."

"Chris, Chris, Chris...Haven't you heard the phrase 'first come, first served?'." The noodle-haired guy snapped, shaking his head, walking behind their stable. "I honestly feel bad for you. You reached senior year without knowing that famous phrase."

Chris chortled at him, "And I bet you stupid idiots aren't aware of the new system. How hapless for you. Here's the thing, why don't you el tonto shut your mouth since you have no knowledge how the new system works."

"New system? Hmmm...let me check if my 'i give a shit' is working at the moment." Kenny replied, checking his wristwatch. Matt and Nick chuckled in the background.

"Your feelings aren't necessary, Omega. From now on, it'll never be." Chris barked and showed him a small shiny gold lapel pin. "This pin tells you and your stupid idiot bucks that I am a ranked student. This pin rubs to your face that I belong to the class of elite! And I'd like to notify you that I earned this pin. This is the result of my hard work during the last examination and semester."

"Class of elite, my foot," Matt whispered.

"And so?" Crossing his arms, Kenny calmly asked, unamused at Chris's statement.

"What? This guy doesn't have an idea at all!" Jake Hager commented.

"And so know your place, you dumb pimple in the ass!" Chris growled. "Rule number three, class of elite members are the priority of this damn cafeteria. They should be always first in the line."

"Since when that happens?"

"Bruh. Are you guys trying to be a scammer in the future? Because if you do, I'm gonna tell you as soon as possible that it's not effective at all." Nick said.

"Seriously? You idiot so-called elites are making my brain suffer!" Santana complained, barking like a hungry hyena.

"Oh? That's shocking. I'm not aware that you have a brain." Kenny sighed.

Santana felt offended and anger triggered his body, "You motherfucker!"

"I bet you guys can read. It was posted on the bulletin board. Why don't you inform yourselves?" Ortiz leered at them.

"The director himself, fucking dipshit Cody Rhodes posted it. However, this whole idea and rules were created by the number one ranked student, and dipshit approved all of this stuff. He said it'll serve as an inspiration so the stupid idiot students would enhance their powers and abilities for their own good." Chris added as Jake started to pick the food for his lunch.

A wicked smirk flashed across Chris Jericho's lips as he intentionally bumped his shoulders into Kenny, causing the latter to activate the urge to push him back.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! Easy there, hooligan. Every member of the class of elite is untouchable. Rule number sixty-nine states that no one can lay their finger to the ranked students or else they'll get expelled." Jake explained with a wide smug smile, rubbing the elite's face that he already got his lunch food.

Santana and Ortiz were still trying to choose which food they're going to eat. Matt and Nick gnashed their teeth in frustration and bitterness as the inner circle was obviously pissing them off.

Matt Jackson closed his eyes for a couple of seconds and a fart bomb appeared on his hands. His very supportive younger Brother Nick chuckled realizing his plans.

The Elite always wanted a fair fight, a fair competition but these annoying fellow schoolmates were getting on their nerves, forcing Matt to use his superpower.

This is Matt Jackson. This guy has the ability to create a maximum of 5 objects per day without a time limit just by using his wide imagination. However, in order to create the object, his eyes must saw it first. Every power comes with consequences. If he intends to reach the maximum quantity, he will be powerless for the next day.

Nick walked beside the table of the Inner Circle. He simply dropped it down and stomped on it.

*BOOOOOOOOBGHS*

"Crap! What was that?" Sammy Guevara freaked out at the sudden noise that made his heart popped and the juice spilled on his shirt.

"What the hell was that, Jackson?" Chris glared at Nick.

"Don't mind me. It was just this cute thing." Nick wiggled his brows, showing them a bubble wrap before he walked away.

"Some call this revenge. But we call this returning the favor." Kenny smirked and they watched the Inner Circle's unprepossessing priceless reactions as the smell of fart bomb went through their nose trills.

General rule: Any member of the class of elite will get special treatment.

Rule #1: Class of elites/Ranked students should be prioritized during lunch under any circumstances.

Rule #2: Ranked students have the power to share their lunch special treatment with their friends.

Rule #3: Ranked students have their own bathroom on every floor.

Rule #4: Ranked students could wear whatever they want. Boxers, bikinis, anything.

Rule #5: Ranked students could sit anywhere they want. They have the power to choose a table and sweep other people on the table.

Rule #6: The class of elites will be in charge of any school events and activities.

Rule #7: Ranked students can arrive late in the morning. They will not get any punishments.

Rule #8: However, ranked students must not reveal their rank for now, or else they're gonna face the consequences.

Rule #9: Ranked students are also allowed to choose any seat during class hours.

Rule #10: Whoever disrespects any member of faculty, especially Mr. Tony Khan and Director Cody Rhodes, their pin will be stripped off.

"The untouchable rule wasn't even in here. Those motherfuckers tricked us." Matt groaned.

"Special treatment. Psh! This is bullshit." Kenny murmured as he and the bucks read the information of the new system on the bulletin board.

Another day has passed by, everything was a pain in the ass. Another student showed his class of elite pin to the Elite and insert himself into the first line. The elite rolled their eyes and cursed at how stupid this new system is.

"I just wanna eat. When will this ranked students stopped stealing spots in line?" Jungle Boy cried.

The Elite sighed. They even heard the poor Jungle Boy, Marko Stunt, and Luchasaurus groaning in starvation at the back as they were standing for almost half of an hour.

"I can't imagine their pain. We are only standing here for fifteen minutes and yet we are already complaining. What more to them whose standing twice as our waiting." Nick couldn't help but felt bad for those gentlemen.

"Hurry up. Get outta here. My tummy is rumbling already."

Kenny Omega turned his attention to the nearest table where Sonny Kiss and Joey Janela were peacefully eating their lunch until three of the villains in this story, Kip Sabian together with Penelope Ford and Miro, came to the scene and ordered the pair to transfer to another table.

"Excuse me, Kip. But we sit here first." Joey Janela replied and didn't bother to stand up. However, after a couple of seconds, Kenny saw Sonny and Janela stood up and walked away in embarrassment from the table.

"That's right, bitches! You better know who you are talking to." Kip even yelled in his British accent, showing his gold lapel pin off to everyone. Miro and Penelope laughed black-heartedly as they claimed the table.

Kenny clenched his jaw. This unfair system is getting on his nerves. The pain of his fellow students who suffered from this new system is driving him to move the pawn to start this chess game.

"Boys, this is all wrong." Kenny started, causing Nick and Matt to listen to him. "Inequality is the root of social evil indeed. Thus, we need to change the landscape of this immoral system."

"Right. This new system worsening the school life of the students. Students should experience equal treatment whether they are active students, honor students, an average one, clown, clueless, nerd, or a bully. After all, we are paying the same amount of tuition here." Nick added as he stepped forward on the line,

"The only person who likes this setup is the director and the ranked students. So...are we gonna report this to the department of education?" Matt asked in a low tone of voice,

"That could be a way but we're not ruining this excitement though. That's not how we play, gentlemen. We need to be in the class of elite." Kenny answered.

"But ranked one student has only got that power to make rules. Even if we become a class of elite, we can't do anything about it, right?" Nick worriedly replied but the anxious feeling of him vanished when he saw the 'unusual' smile formed across Kenny's lips.

That smile proved that he finally got the euphoria about schooling and makes him ready to start the war. Most importantly, he had a bellicose attitude toward trying to change the system.

"In order to change and set these bullshits right, I need to become the number one. New fucking system, this is for you." Kenny said and smirked in the air. "Goodbye and good morning, bang!"

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✎↷: ———— ┊ a/n: tadaaa, most of the concept was inspired by the gifted thai series, i love that lakorn so sooo much. btw how was it? i suggested if there's a now playing song, better play the music so the flow of the story could be better :D don't forget to press the star to vote

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