Romance/post apocalyptic/sci fi/thriller
Chapter 1 – A Normal Day
Werney High School in Tokyo looked the same every single day.
Students walked half-asleep through the gate, teachers kept reminding everyone about homework, lockers slammed shut every few seconds, and the same boring routine repeated again and again. For most students, it was just another normal day.
For Asher Wegly, it was just another day he didn't care about.
He entered the classroom late like always, his bag hanging from one shoulder, his hair slightly messy, and his expression completely calm. A few students looked at him and laughed quietly. Some shook their heads like they already knew what kind of student he was.
And honestly, they weren't wrong.
Asher didn't study much. He never focused in class. Tests didn't scare him, and lectures didn't interest him. Teachers had already given up trying to make him serious. But that didn't mean he was dumb. He just understood things differently. He was the kind of person who could read emotions faster than answers. He knew when someone was lying, when someone was nervous, and when someone was pretending to be confident. Strategy came naturally to him.
The only thing he actually loved was football.
The moment he stepped onto the football field behind the school, everything changed. The boredom disappeared. The laziness disappeared. He became focused, fast, and sharp. On the field, Asher wasn't the student who ignored studies. He was the player who controlled the game.
Inside the classroom, the teacher was explaining English literature, but most students weren't even listening. Some were whispering, some were drawing, and some were secretly using their phones.
But one person was paying attention.
Jane.
She sat in the front row, her notebook open, writing everything carefully. She never missed homework, never came late, and never caused trouble. She was the School Council President and also the topper of the class.
If Asher represented chaos, Jane represented discipline.
And they had never really talked to each other before.
Behind Asher, a small piece of paper hit his back.
He didn't even turn around at first. He already knew who it was.
"Turn around, idiot," whispered Jack.
Asher slowly turned and saw Jack smiling like he had just thought of something dangerous.
"Let's bunk," Jack said quietly.
Asher raised one eyebrow. "Again?"
Jack nodded seriously. "Today feels like the perfect day to ruin our future."
Asher almost laughed. Jack was the only person in school who didn't judge him. He didn't care about marks or rankings either. Most of the time, the trouble Asher got into wasn't even his own idea. It was always Jack convincing him that skipping one class wouldn't destroy his life.
And honestly, Asher didn't need much convincing.
When the teacher turned toward the board, both of them quietly stood up and walked toward the door.
Step one — walk normally.
Step two — don't look nervous.
Step three — don't make eye contact with the teacher.
Everything was going perfectly.
Until the door suddenly opened.
Standing right in front of them was the English teacher.
For a few seconds, nobody moved. Jack froze completely, and Asher just blinked slowly. The teacher looked at both of them in complete silence.
"So," the teacher finally said calmly, "are you both going somewhere important?"
Jack tried to speak, but nothing came out. Asher didn't even try to lie. He already knew it was useless.
The bunk plan was over before it even started.
The punishment wasn't something huge, but it was still annoying.
They had to stay after school.
When the final bell rang, most students rushed outside happily. But Asher and Jack stayed behind in the classroom like two criminals waiting for their sentence.
Jack leaned back in his chair and sighed. "This is the worst day of my life."
At that moment, the English teacher walked back into the classroom.
"Asher, this can't continue anymore," she said calmly. "You don't study, you bunk classes, and you waste your time every day."
Asher stayed silent. He already knew everything she was saying was true.
Then the teacher turned toward the door.
"Jane."
A few seconds later, Jane walked back into the classroom, holding her books.
"Yes, ma'am?" she asked politely.
The teacher looked at her seriously. "You are the topper of this class and the School Council President. From today, you are going to help Asher with his studies."
Jane looked slightly surprised. Then she looked at Asher for the first time properly. He didn't look embarrassed. He didn't look nervous. He just looked calm.
"Okay, ma'am," Jane said quietly.
The teacher nodded and left the classroom.
For a few seconds, the room was completely silent.
Jack slowly leaned toward Asher and whispered, "You're finished."
Asher ignored him and looked at Jane.
"So… you're really going to teach me?" he asked.
Jane adjusted her books and replied calmly, "Yes. But only if you actually try to understand."
Asher smiled slightly.
"Then this might actually work," he said.
Jane didn't know why, but she smiled too.
And neither of them knew that this small decision was about to change everything.