And she asked him, the most cunning boy in the room.

“How old are you?”
“16 ma’am”
“Lovely. So tell me, what do you think of teen as a teen?”

She smiled after the question. That smile lingered waiting upon his answer.

He didn’t answer it right away. He began to look around the room. He looked into each one if us. That flat face on his face gazed down to our deepest souls. I was the last boy he stared. He smiled at me and went back to her.

We all held our breath waiting for his word. He knew. He enjoyed being at the center of attention.

“Well,” He finally spoke. But ever so slowly. I felt like choking him for made us gasping for air.

“I loathe teens and all of the things in their brainless head.” She lost her smile. Our jaw dropped.

The room was very quiet. An eery feeling floated inside the room. He closed his eyes. Probably thinking of his next word. No one knew what’s inside his head.

“Let me elaborate.” He suddenly continued, “we, teens, had barely seen the world. We tend to have simple thoughts because of that. So intelligence was something we lack of.”

It was true, i said to myself.

“And some of you, might agree to what i said, but never knowing how to change that except to enjoy the joy-ride life might given you.” His words echoing in my head. “And so i have to say that i loathe the teens because of that reason. They never try to use their brains for something complex such as life itself.”

And he stopped after gusting a tornado to all of us. He was very calm.

All eyes on him. And the air is so tense.

“So tell me boy, do you hate yourself?” She asked without that smile she performed before.

“Well of course. I am on top of my hate-list.” He answered with a smile.

So she left with the only thing possible to do. She called him to meet her later.

But we all knew that his answer puts some relieved to us. If he would answer the other way around, i believe we all would make him regrets.

The day went normally after that. He would be alone in his corner probably thinking about what might happen later while the reat of us would have fun.

And the next day, he didn’t stop to amazed us. We got the news that he committed suicide.

… Part 1 Ends