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<p>In front of the esteemed class stood the boy named Akyo, bearing a wide smile.</p> <p>He was waiting patiently for his classmates to settle down before his teacher silenced them all.</p> <p>With a deep breath, Akyo spoke. "If there was a phrase that I could relate to on all levels it would be, 'When Life gives You Lemons. Make Lemonade.' To tell the truth, I never understood what the quote meant until I saw the world for what it truly was. A sour and bitter world filled with so much misfortune that you'd think God himself was toying with you, but..." Akyo collected his thoughts before speaking again. "I've realized a truth among truths that, in the end, the only thing you can do is make lemonade. It doesn't matter how many lemons the world gives you, as long as you continue squeezing them. You'll find a way to accept those misfortunes."</p> <p>" That quote is all nice and all, but eventually you'll have to give in and throw those lemons away, right? I mean, compared to the rest of us, you're a bad luck magnet, akyo."</p> <p>Most people in the class laughed at what their classmate said because it was undeniably true. However, even while being ridiculed, the boy named akyo still kept his wide smile.</p> <p>"I guess you're right," Akyo said. "But..."</p> <p>His face grew darker and a grey, static-like aura emitted from him. The whole class grew silent as the surrounding air seemed to turn cold.</p> <p>He looked back at his class with lifeless eyes and twisted canines and spoke the words, "I really would like to throw those lemons away. I DESPISE THEM! I HATE THEM!" His raging words echoed throughout the silent classroom, though shortly after, his normal barren grin returned as he glanced at his shaking hands. "I really do hate them, yet the only way for me to be sane is to keep squeezing them."</p> <p>As if on cue, the bell rang yet nobody dared moved from their seats.</p> <p>"Well, teach! I hope I get an A on this project, because I really need it!" The boy clapped his hands together with a pleading expression before leaving the classroom.</p> <p>It had been a minute since the bell rung and yet nobody moved including the teacher. They had all expressed emptiness and unfulfilled lives on their faces, including the teacher. A feeling they knew too well but could never get used to. A motility that was bad nor good and it all originated from the boy called Akyo. After all, he had two famous nicknames in his school.</p> <p>Good Loser Akyo and...</p> <p>Akyo, The King of Negativity.</p>
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