(Sorry, this is my first work and experimental style. Thanks for reading)
When I walked through the doors of the school, chaos awaited me.... The walls were gold for some reason, the window was wooden. You could see that no one had worked on the style, or so it seems to me, but whatever, when I started to enter through the door it was clear. - Some nutcase was up to some kind of “game”.
It was one of the assistant principals, he/she/it, I don't know, started yelling rules, but I couldn't hear I was out of hearing range, and I decided to give up my ID to be randomly accepted at this school. that other schools wouldn't let me in - I have bad magic... Stupid, but I know, so when I went down the hallways, everything smelled like teleportation magic, and I ended up in a maze.... BITCH, EVEN THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE TAKES SOME FUCKING LABOR....
[I found my way out, after 2-3 hours, the maze is fucking horrible, honey smeared everywhere, the floor is soaked in citric acid. Now my feet are burning, I love this place.... When I entered the principal's office without knocking, the office was covered with paper with different names or names and plans that I didn't understand as the plan is horribly drawn]
-- Yo! Guess I'll have to mess with your brain too, huh? Heh heh heh.
When I turned around, I saw; A young guy no older than 15 years old, height about - 172 cm (short HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH), black hair in a style (Cascade), brown eyes, dressed unusually in just shorts and t-shirt -- not that i'm embarrased or anythimg, his physique was trim, but I don't consider walking around in a t-shirt.... I'd rather be in shorts. And at his unconventional and strange greeting, I nodded.
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He looked at me with a neutral expression I handed him the paper. He accepted them without hesitation and rushed to the machine whose name I don't know, I looked at him again.
- Hmm? Why did you throw away my, uh, credentials and documents?
- And you realize how it works.
I didn't argue with that statement. While this machine was running, I looked around and noticed that there were a lot of folders and notebooks of ideas. So I realized that this was a room for a “Game” or something for these poor people, involving and I would be sitting in.... And there were different prizes written on the walls, I didn't read them because I didn't want to know them and kill my interest.
The machine completed and asserted itself and somehow made my ID, I was puzzled and began to examine the machine as if it was some miracle of creation doing everything for me. And I realized I looked stupid in front of the principal and he was still looking at me with a neutral expression and said sharply.
- Now your name is stupid, so we'll call you "odd”. Now you're not, Armis Ellen. Now I'm your principal, but principal is boring, so call me 'Glitchmind'.
He gave me a nickname, now they've cut my name, what's next? And that nickname of his... damn, what's Glitchmind? And I wanted to clarify something.
- Why did you cut out my name?
- cause it's stupid, haven't you heard?
- I heard. Shit. That's still no reason to...
I stopped and stared at my ID card, there was my class and all sorts of basic information, and I noticed I was placed in the 'Mentally Strong' category. And the principal snapped his finger to get my attention, and I took my eyes off the ID card and started dictating short information.
- And so the “odd” category, mentally strong. I won't explain, I call features, it's generally a good and very useful but, it's 50% of the time either not needed or partially needed, but don't worry, it's just a machine here, there are many things in “games” as you realized, and I and my chosen students will be watching how you develop and how you will grow, so hopefully your category and yourself will change. In the meantime, you may go to your class, leaving me to gather these documents.... And welcome to “Hell or fun."
I looked at him in surprise, understandably curious, and taking my papers and ID, I left with a nod. I jokingly saluted the military honor.
