Shamrock is annoyed to say the least. Apparently his father, Figarland Garling has decided that Shamrock is to attend the public school in Marijoa. Shamrock found this decision pointless, aren’t his private tutors good enough? Apparently not according to Garling. Garling said that it’s important for Shamrock to interact with other young nobles. Another decision that Shamrock finds ridiculous. The Figarland family is much higher than any normal noble family, they’ve served directly under Imu for years! He doesn’t want to interact with all the other ungrateful spoiled celestial dragon children. The average celestial dragon has been raised to be quite lazy and disobedient! It’s disgusting to Shamrock, has no one got any appreciation for their titles, have they no self respect? If you have such opportunities to be an intelligent and strong person, why would one not take them?

Despite all of Shamrock’s complaints to his father about going to high school, it did no good. He’s sixteen currently. About a year ago was when he started going to the most prestigious high school in Marijoa. It was exactly as he expected. The students were lazy, hardly participated, and never listened to the teachers. It’s not as though they could be punished for anything they did though, they’re gods. Most teachers were just people taken as slaves and forced to work at the schools. In all honesty the teachers would get reprimanded for punishing the students. Shamrock finds that dumb as well, why not get other nobles to teach? When his father and tutors taught him, he’d receive a good beating for disobedience and that’s exactly how it should be. The only saving grace of the school is how luxurious it is, just as any other place in Marijoa. The school is three floors high, made of marbles and expensive metals. Art lined the hallway walls, there were plenty of spaces to lounge during free periods, classrooms were large, the food served at lunch break was worthy of kings, the courtyard was spacious and beautifully maintained.

Moving on to the current morning…

Shamrock woke at the sound of his alarm clock. He sat up in bed and clapped his hands twice, beckoning his servants to come prepare him for the day. He allows them to rush in, draw and bath and clean him, and then begin dressing him. His servants would dress him neatly in his uniform, a white button up shirt, black pants, a nice blue jacket, and shiny boots. He walks down to the dining room of his large mansion and quickly eats the breakfast that has already been prepared and placed for him. His father was no where to be seen, as usual, so he didn’t have to waste any time by taking his time eating and making boring proper small talk. After eating he leaves the mansion and begins briskly walking down the road. Most people would be driven to school by servants but Shamrock finds that the less time he has to spend with his filthy helpers the better, plus he enjoys walking anyways. He gets to school at around 7:30 AM. School starts at 8:00 AM so he’s early, as always. He walks into the building and goes to his locker, ignoring others around him and quickly grabbing all the books and papers he figured he’d need for the day. Since he has thirty minutes before he must head to his first class though, he decided to go out to the courtyard. It’s a nice morning so he figures he can sit outside for the time he has and study in peace. He is already at school. (You are not originally from Marijoa tell me you're not really lazy for arrogant, and you're very strong.)