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CHAPTER 2 ¬ INJUSTIFIABLE CONFIDENCE

NOW PLAYING: STRESSED OUT - TWENTY ONE PILOTS

WANT TO BECOME A CLASS OF ELITE? Don't forget these three words. 'Ace the PAW'

Physical exam.
Academic performance.
Written exam.

FIXING HIS BURBERRY SCARF as the rolled cigarette hanging out his mouth, coruscating chocolate brown eyes were glued on a poster attached to the enormous, electric blue bulletin board. He flashed a smug smile.

The main character of the story, Kenny Omega, began reading the advice written in the poster as he stood next to Maxwell Jacob Friedman also known as the guy you don't want to get engaged in a debate or roasting battle. He's obviously better than you and you can't do anything about that.

"Judging from your actions, I bet you also want to be part of the class of elite." Looking at MJF from the corner of his sensational baby blue eyes, the noodle-head ash-blonde guy unexpectedly spoke up as he started the conversation.

MJF let out a sigh and uttered a deep statement, "Oscar Wilde said, to live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist... I can't help but agree with that."

"Obviously, in order to ace the PAW, our power is indeed necessary," MJF stated and stomped on his cigarette he dropped on the ground. Before walking away, he threw his hands on the back of his head in boredom and stared at Kenny, leaving him a word of, "Good luck, Omega-man. Hope you make it."

"Good luck, too." Kenny dropped a small smile at him. Unbeknownst to the noodle-haired guy, someone has been staring at him for so long, as a rosy shade of pink was all over her cheeks.

"Oh my . . . he's hot . . . hot as the boiling water, Hikaru." The brunette lovely Japanese student giggled, drooling at Kenny in his black polo shirt as the first button wasn't closed, exposing his broad chest and collarbone.

"You think so?" Shida asked. The truth is, Shida doesn't find him attractive at all, no matter she examines Kenny's physique all over again. On the deeper thought, Shida drifted her sight at her best friend Riho, and then she looked up to the group of birds flying around the bright blue skies. Shida thought only one realization; Riho is indeed in love.

Riho, one of the students in All Elite University who doesn't use a surname, has really something to do with the weather. She has a form of Atmokinesis which her strong emotions and mood she currently has can straightly change the weather. The area where she's at might experience a dangerous thunderstorm when Riho's emotion is hatred.

"Feeling envious, ey? That's right, folks. Worship us. We are your living Adonis and Aphrodite." The native Brit, Kip Sabian, ramping in the hallway, yelled wearing his favorite black crop top and his sunglasses with a green frame. Next to him, of course, there's Penelope Ford in her all-black attire of high-waisted jeans, sexy bra, and sunglasses.

The couple injected to their minds that everyone is staring at them in envy, but the truth is, the students were just gossiping about them.

Miro raised his brow seeing The Machine Brian Cage staring at the most PDA couple. Miro approached him and started to pat his shoulder for 'comfort'.

"Cagey, Cagey, Cagey. I know you envy Penelope for wearing a bra. That's your greatest dream, right? To wear a bra and do a couple of ramps walks of some Miss Universe winners. Unfortunately, you have no power to do it since you are just a regular, filthy fly in this school."

"Damn! Is that true as hell?!"

"Oh my gosh! What a revelation!"

"Shocking truth! I never thought Cage's dream would be like that!"

Irrelevant students around them started to feel stupefied and stared at Brian Cage in shock, aghast, and disgust. Miro's foul statement triggered Brian to slam him viciously on the wall, holding his collar.

"What did you say?" Brian glared at him, eyes were gleaming with rage, gritting his teeth.

"Oh! I bet you really like hearing 'Brian Cage is obsessed to wear bra----"

Brian was completely confused when he suddenly hit his face with his own fist. He couldn't control his actions. Miro smirked, showing a piece of hair of Brian, and resumed punching himself too.

This is guy Miro. He possesses the power of body puppetry. Miro can manipulate a person's activity according to the actions he wants to be copied. If Miro wants his opponent to hurt himself, he also needs to punch himself while holding a single hair of his target.

Kip Sabian and Penelope Ford loved the scene, and smirk couldn't vanish on their faces. Every evil character is obsessed with chaos and oppression.

Fast forward to Excalibur who was completely bewildered and amazed at the same time at Kenny Omega. The latter has started participating often in the discussion. Even Kenny's fellow classmates were dumbfounded at the so-like newly born Omega. What surprises them the most, is that sometimes Kenny has been answering Excalibur's questions correctly.

"Excellent. You may now take your seat, Kenny." Excalibur said.

Kenny lazily sat down and yawned. The Bucks nudged at him.

"Wow, Kenny. You are like a reborn person. Where did you get those answers?" Matt curiously asked.

"Very simple. They're from my brain."

"Who are you trying to fool?" Nick chuckled.

"I'm not stupid. It's just I'm too lazy to show you how I really am." Kenny cockily replied. "One more thing. There's no such dumb person. The only difference is that how they study."

"You heard that, Nyla? Kenny is slowly becoming a philosopher!" Riho shrieked out in a low voice.

"But still, he's not as good as my darling Jake." Nyla giggled, munching a bag of chips in the middle of the discussion.

"Oh wow! I can't believe you're dating who guy who looks like he's going to golf everyday." Hikaru whispered.

"Shut up, Shida!" She barked.

A lot of people were astonished at him, but there are still some people who couldn't stand him. Count Britt Baker in as one of those people. Glancing at Kenny at the back, she curled her lips and rolled her chocolate brown eyes as he found Kenny too hubristic.

*RIIIIIIINGGGGGGG*

On the table of the Elite, Matt and Nick were sharing some jokes and puns about bananas.

"Guys, what do you call a banana who gets all the girls?" Nick asked.

"Kenny," Kenny answered.

"Banana boy?"

"It's a banana smoothie!" Nick said but the two didn't burst out laughing.

"NEXT JOKE!"

"What was the ghost's favorite fruit?" Nick asked.

"Welp. Let's just ask Adam about that." Kenny said and they laughed contagiously.

"Gosh. Rest his soul." Nick snickered. "Anyway, thank God, the British Jerk, Lana's boyfriend, and sexy Penelope Ford aren't targetting us. I mean, besides Inner Circle, they are the most annoying group or trio here." Nick said, sipping his apple juice.

"Yeah. But based on my observation, those three hooligans target Best friends and Cassidy the most. I wonder why." Matt said.

"It doesn't matter if they attack us or not. We are Elites. We will fight back and defend ourselves. We won't let those guys feel like they can rule the world." Kenny chuckled.

"Hey, what if we do some hypothesis about the ranked students? I'm kinda curious who are those people though." Matt suggested.

Kenny nodded and he started roaming his eyes around the cafeteria. The first group he saw is a table where three lovely ladies were sitting.

"Do you think Nyla is one of them?" The Canadian questioned.

"Nope. If Nyla is a member of the class of elite, then I think she already dressed sexy outfits. She's obsessed with sexy clothes stuff." Matt commented.

"Shida and Riho might be ranked students. Maybe? I don't know." Nick added.

Kenny caught a guy with face-paint, "What about, Darby? Look at him. He's sitting by himself"

"Darby's always alone. Darby's probably not one of them. He's quite reckless. He's the type of person who doesn't care about anyone." Nick answered.

"I also don't know if Britt is a ranked student or not. Since she and Reba are only people sitting at that wide table, she might be one of them...or...they're just alone because nobody wants to share a table with them. Britt is Britt. She doesn't make any friends wherever she goes." Matt said.

"Matt, don't talk to our friend's girlfriend like that," Nick warned him.

"Ghost friend, you mean." Kenny corrected him and they sniggered.

"Hey Kenny, do you think you can make it to the class of elite?" Matt suddenly asked, playing his fork.

"Matt, you have known me for eighteen freakin' years and yet you still doubt at my capabilities? When I get serious, expect that everything will change. Besides I'm Kenny 'By God' Omega, the best student in the land!"

Aside from his powers, one of his traits that he can be proud of, is that he trusts himself. Kenny believes in the saying, 'When you have confidence, you can do anything.' of Sloane Stevens. Every success in this world comes from great confidence.

Kenny went to the restroom to wash his hands. The blonde noodle-haired guy looked at the mirror and stared at his reflection.

Can this guy change All Elite University's fvcked up school system?

While Kenny is in his deep thought, two men suddenly stood next to him to cleanse their hands.

"It's been a while, Kenny..." The guy with a long curly-haired spoke up, showing the aspiring student a small smile. "I heard you are planning to be part of the class of elite?"

The other guy, Chris Jericho chuckled, "With his peasized brain, I don't think so. Omega will fail the written exam for sure."

"It's actually not a plan. That's definitely a spoiler." Kenny confidently replied, flashing a smirk. "To all readers, I apologize for spoiling you."

Chris made a wry grimace.

"I like your confidence. See you there, then." Hangman nodded and then he walked out of the restroom.

"Unjustifiably confidence can lead to negligence."

Chris and Kenny drifted their sight on the person who suddenly spoke coming out from a cubicle and leaned his back against the door.

Kenny stood there rooted to the spot after Jon Moxley left the room, dropping a bomb, "In every aspect, I don't think you can beat the number one."

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