Win received an unusual offer to the principal's office.

A sense of unease mingled with curiosity in the air.
As he navigated the corridor, its vastness seemed endless, yet Win's memory clung to every intricate detail.

"Maybe a new mission?" Win thought for himself.

The moment he stepped into the office, a wave of anticipation hit him.
As the doors opened instantaneously after sensing his familiar features, Win found himself in a room that starkly contrasted the classrooms he knew.

"Hello, Win, please take a seat," Principal Anarak requested, his voice echoing authority.

Win settled into the chair, facing Principal Anarak.
"Is it a new mission, Principal?" Excitement tinged his voice as he inquired.

The principal met his gaze, his tone serious.
"No, Win. I have an offer for you. Your solo missions have spanned several years now, and given your ability to manipulate electricity, classified as blue level, I am growing concerned about your safety." Principal Anarak retrieved a notebook from his desk drawer.

"You're the least powerful among your peers. That's why no one wanted to partner with you." His eyes held empathy as he shared the information.

Confusion washed over Win's expression. "But I thought..." he began, only to be interrupted.
Principal Anarak nodded, his demeanor composed. "No, I didn't want you to feel saddened. That's why I had been dishonest with you all these years."

Sarcasm tinged Win's laughter as he expressed his feelings, "If you had been truthful with me, I wouldn't feel as upset."

Principal Anarak's tone remained matter-of-fact.
"Let's move past that. There's a team willing to accept you. They're called the 'Elektras,' and their level is classified as purple level. Do you wish to become a member?"

Win's loneliness intensified in his role as a powerhero, lacking companionship. He desired friends, yet had long resigned himself.
Now, a pivotal shift had occurred - realizing being solo powerhero wasn't so terrible.

Yet, uncertainty loomed. "Why the purple level?" Win pondered. "Would they mock me, or were they genuine about wanting him as part of their team?"

The principal reassured Win, "Don't worry, they're respectable and intelligent powerheroes."

A piece of paper was slipped to Win. "Go to Hall 8Q, and look for a door labeled 'Elektras,' "

With a gentle nod, Win left the principal's office.

Win stared at paper only to realize it was make. He dismissed the map.
"I don't need this, I know the school well." He threw the paper into a bin near the arcade.

With determination, he headed towards 8Q Hall, locating the door he was seeking. Challenges persisted. The metal door proved formidable, making mere knocking futile.
Win attempted ringing the bell, but silence greeted him in return.

With no alternative, Win decided to contact Principal Anarak in frustration,
"Hello, principal?" he began, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "How do I get to the area?"

The principal patiently explained,
"Win, I provided you a card. Insert it into the bell-like device."

A sense of foolishness engulfed Win as he muttered, "Oh. Thank you."

Making his way back to the arcade area, Win discovered the dilemma of returning to the bin during the break.
A multitude of students populated the space, their gazes fixated on the clumsy powerhero.

There's nothing he can do about it.

Win's excitement at slipping the card into the device gave way to amazement at the sight of a vast gym.

"Woooowwww!"

Suddenly, he felt a cold blade against his neck.

A sharp voice inquired from behind, "Who are you? The gym isn't available."

Another person approached, exclaiming, "Satang, ease up. He's our new member, give him some space."

"That's him? Oh." He seemed disappointed.

Win took in the appearance of the two handsome men before him. Though they appeared young, something drew him to them.

"What are y'all ages?"

"The fuck? Shouldn't you ask for our names first?" Satang, the edgy one, reacted.
"For real." The other guy nodded in agreement.

With a devilish smile, Win countered. "Nuh uh, age first."

"I'm eighteen." Satang replied.
"Uh.. Me too."

Win's eyes light up. "Yes!!! You guys are my nong's hehehehehe!!"

"Is he mentally ill?" Satang whispered to the other guy.
"I guess so."

"I'm Win Metawin Opas-Iamjskorn, but call me Win.* Twenty years old, and my power level is blue, controlling electricity. Win confidently declared, wasting no time introducing himself.

Both guys nodded in sync, arms crossed.

Satang followed, proudly stating, "I'm Satang Kittiphop Sereevichayasawat, white level electricity control. I play guitar and sing."

"I'm Chimon Wachirawit Ruangwiwat, white level electricity control too. I play drums, and music is also my passion." Chimon added, rounding things.

Win's eyes widened in amazement, marveling at their shared passion for music.
"We all share love for music, coincidence, isn't it?"

Satang responded with a pondering, "Maybe" before quizzically asking, "How come you're blue level? I thought that didn't exist."
With a chuckle, Win clarified, "I always was the weakest, blue."

His confusion deepened upon hearing their white level status. "That's nearly black level, damn!"

Chimon inquired, "What can the blue level really do?"
With a shrug, Win explained, "Creating electric waves and shocking opponents, that's about it."
He then questioned, "What about you two?"

They both gazed at each other and then, Chimon started,

"Control all the electricity avaible next our presence, summon storm, can electrify our weapons in order to make our weapons more effective, causing more damage."

Satang joined, "Users of this ability can fly, glide and/or levitate using electricity. They can fly at varying speeds, levitate, or propel themselves without taking flight, including enhanced jumping by a short burst of flight."

"WHATTT THAT'S AWESOME!!!" Metawin's excitement burst forth.
Suddenly, Chimon's phone rang inopportunely, prompting a quick
"Fuck."
Satang inquired, "F trio?"
Chimon confirmed, "Yeah, F trio, but TX trio 2."

Confusion clouded Win's face, utterly perplexed by their exchange. "Are you speaking human language?" he questioned.
"Pshh," Satang hushed Win with his index finger.

Once Chimon's call concluded, he turned to us, saying, "It's lunch time, let's go."

We both nodded in agreement.
"What are your favorite foods?" Win questioned.
Chimon responded with a simple, "Japanese."

"I like Japanese food too!" Win exclaimed.
Satang added, "I enjoy all kinds of Thai dishes."

The cafeteria buzzed with laughter and chatter as we took our seats at a table in the back.

Satang and Chimon fixated on a group of three boys seated across from them, their gazes lingering.

As Win noticed their focus, he blurted out, "Why do you keep staring at them?" Realization washed over him, "ARE THOSE YOUR CRUSHES?!"

Flustered, Satang and Chimon quickly covered Win's mouth with food, desperately attempting to salvage the situation.
However, their efforts only drew more attention, leaving them embarrassed as all eyes turned in their direction.

The group of three boys appeared amused as they approached. Satang muttered a quick curse, "Shit! F trio is coming..."
"This is your fault!" Chimon blamed Win.

The tallest boy promptly sat beside Win, while the other two took their seats.

A cheerful greeting issued forth, "Oh, hello! Would you like to be friends with us? My name is Win and this is Sa—.."

Chimon interrupted abruptly, smacking Win out of the conversation. "Shut the hell up." He whispered urgently, but Win was still confused about the current situation.

The tall boy posed a question, "So, where's the assignment for us, nerds?" This riled Win, feeling slighted.

"We're sorry. We didn't have enough time. Please forgive us." Satang pleaded.

Without warning, an instant transformation occurred. The very food before us burst into flames, symbolizing the true nature of the group before them.
The Fire controllers with black level had revealed themselves.

Win's demeanor shifted from contentment to a serious expression, his soft features hardening.

"You are damn moronic," he declared bluntly, catching the attention of the boys before him.

"Excuse me?" the one in the leather jacket inquired, taken aback.

Win added smugly, "Not just stupid, but deaf too. It appears you lack the intelligence to complete an easy assignment."

That was the last straw. The tall one retaliated fiercely, delivering a forceful blow to Win.

Fear gripped Satang and Chimon as they shouted at the same time, "Win!" They rushed next to him, to check if he was alright.

Blood trickled from Win's nose as he was struck.

As the fire from the burning food intensified within the cafeteria, panic brewed. There were no Water controllers present.

Win quickly took a look at the situation, and in a magical instant, the fire disappeared leaving the food untouched.

Shock reverberated through the entire cafeteria, even leaving the teachers stunned.

"What the hell did you just do?" The tall boy demanded.

Win's nonchalant response came, "What? You intended to torch Japanese food? I couldn't just leave it like that."

"Win, you must understand you just deployed the rarest ability, Time Control, utilized by a solitary person residing in Europe." Chimon clarified urgently.

Confused, Win retorted, "Chimon, what are you saying? I simply discharged electric waves to extinguish the fire."

"Win, those were definitely not electric waves, trust us." Satang chipped in.

Heyy! Author Jay here  ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
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