Chapter 1: Sweet past that I really want to go back again

Hello it's your friend Allen here. I am your everyday average highschool guy with no dream, no future, no ambition and no will to move forward. Well considering that not all of your average highschoolers are like me...but who are you kidding. Almost every guy until highschool lives carefree on their parent's money thinking this and that....and a very small number...like a very very very small number of students think about their career in highschool days. Well call it a personal opinion but according to me every guy, every single guy enjoys highschool without worrying about the future.

I am also of the kind to not care about what my future will be. Going to school everyday,  'Enjoying' my day and coming back, wasting time here and there and going to sleep for school next day. Well it's all a facade. I don't hate school and I really like going there to spend my 7hrs of life wondering what am I really doing here. 

The only wierd thing about me is that I don't feel anger and expect anything from others. My friends call me wierd but I don't really think I am. 'YES' I HAVE 'FRIENDS' and quiet good one at them. As much as an introvert I am, I have 4 friends since junior high, which are like brothers to me and the feelings are mutual. Also I talk to all of my classmates so people doubt when I say I'm an introvert. But I really am not enjoying it. 

My first time when I realised that I've lost something was when during lunch break, I bumped into a guy from two classes away and he was like"Are you blind you motherfu**ing a**". At that moment I glanced at him from top to bottom and continued on my way without giving a single glance. That night I thought that why didn't I feel angry at that a**hole. I could've smashed his head again and again but I didn't felt to do so. Although I am in highschool, I am really fascinated by martial arts and gymming. So by the time of junior high I got aesthetic physique with a deep knowledge of martial arts. Call me a narcissist but that's what I take pride in. 

Coming back on track, I didn't feel the urge to smack him. After few days I tried to look into it and the results showed me that I don't have any expectations from others not do I trust anyone. Since when did it all started. Then I started to remember my junior highschool days which I reall don't want to.....

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