(Zephry POV)
"Thank you for helping me back there," I said as he looked at me.
"You're welcome. But may I know what kind of help?"
"Um for supporting me when I chose the boy earlier."
"I supported you because you were right. I also so the boy fight those children and I too was impressed by it. He does have potential and it is so bad to waste such a good talent."
I couldn’t help but smile and nod my head.
Right now we were walking through the school corridor. When I was young I didn’t like to go to school because I got bullied for my hair and eye color. But I always loved studying and scoring the best, just so my dad treated me to ice cream and praised me.
After he died, I no longer had the will to go, not to mention no one was willing to take me.
"My mother had told me I studied h
