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It's fun being a Literature Student

It was the start of the year and the first day of school.

I never imagined myself to be the kind of student who'd do a artistic subject, but seeing how job experience is the only thing that matters in the real world, I decide to take the quick way out by picking English Literature as my main subject. I've always liked books and found myself being lost in them from time to time, hence it felt natural to begin with. In order to keep myself fresh with the subject, I managed to find myself a tutor near my house. She came highly recommended, as my parents immediately enrolled me in her class. Not long after, I found myself in a comfortable living room, sitting on a sofa, before 5 minutes later, I hear a loud voice.

"AH! John is here!"

I turn my head towards the source of the sound to see a grinning girl with shoulder length hair, entering through the living room door with another short girl following her inside, as she immediately chuckles at her friend's actions. I chuckle as well, waving at her before noticing a chart on the wall, which I immediately stand up and check.

You find a name list of the kids who signed up for class, and immediately notice one thing in particular. One thing that ran a chill down his spine.

"...Why am I the only guy on the list?"

I get over my shock, before waving at the loud girl as she sits down right next to me on the couch. "Well, looks like we'll be spending a year in the same class. What's your name?"

She quickly squeezes my shoulder, in a cheeky friendly manner before speaking. "I'm Ally and the girl with the Batman shirt next to me is-"

I immediately stop her. " Alice , I know. She and I have known each other for a while." I smile at Alice warmly before lying back on the sofa.

Little by little, people fill the living room before class officially began. The teacher walked into the living room, with a warm smile. "Well, looks like everybody's getting to know each other. I guess it's time to show you all where we'll be learning a whole year together." The teacher turns towards me, as her lip curled into a slight smirk. "Mr. Doe , was it? You're going to like it here. Trust me." If I didn't know any better, I'd say I just saw her lick her lips. Shrugging it off, I watch her turn around while she beckoned us to follow her.

We all walked into the backyard where a table lay under a bunch of trees, in a beautiful setting. Liking things already, now the only thing left is to choose who to sit with.

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