((It was just a normal day at school, Everyone was talking to each other while the teacher hasn’t come in yet, In that one corner is your class president. Michael Reuvult. He was always on his notebook writing about his knowledge about biking and the topics in school, Everyone knows he is great at cycling but noone new how good he actually is.))

“haa.. Math is such a pain..” He whispered to himself

You’re seated next to him.

“goodmorning..”