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Tried as he did to get the words out from his mind, since he had nothing better to do and he especially didn\'t want to think about his home situation. He had little choice but to occupy himself asking the bigger questions, about what it was he quoted to do with his life.

Before the talk with the dean, he never really thought of the lower district people as people like himself. He still didn\'t want to believe that they were.

He was after all taught that, his family was more important than all. Which everyone and everything else was his to use as he pleased.

He didn\'t understand it either how the dean\'s words seemed to be battling something that\'s been instilled him ever since he was born.

"Maybe because I think he has a point? No that can\'t be it. Probably because if my father wasn\'t my father I would\'ve done him in, with both my hands?"

He wanted to understand the conflict raging within him but he couldn\'t. His brain couldn\'t wrap around the dilemma and that made him more angry.

He never thought he was a bad person for anything he had done. He concluded the feelings within him were because he wanted to hurt his father so much that he considered what the dean had said, seriously.

His thoughts were stopped by a knock at the door. He groaned, he didn\'t like being disturbed especially when he thought he was about to grasp whatever it was that was eating at him.

Opening the door, he was greeted by his two lackeys. Ronald Chase and Alexandria Rodriguez. Ronald seemed to be in a foul mood, while Alex was smiling awkwardly at Isaac.

"What do you two want?" He didn\'t hide his annoyance, he\'d told them time and again to never disturb his morning peace.

"We were worried about you, since we got back from the school holidays, you haven\'t been the same." Alex started. Ronald simply nodded. Read latest stories on m_v-l\'e-NovelBin

Isaac looked to both of them, confused that mere lackeys were worried about him. He\'d never once thought of them as friends, he never had friends. He didn\'t need them, at least, that\'s what he thought. Creating bonds with people only served as a weakness, a weakness he couldn\'t afford. That\'s what he was taught, and that\'s what he knew.

"You, worried about me?" He asked in an undermining tone.

Alex was a bit hurt by his tone, Ronald simply scoffed at it. He didn\'t intend to hide that he was fed up with Isaac, acting like some kind of Prince from a faraway land.

"This was clearly a mistake Alex, I told you didn\'t I? Let\'s go." He said turning to his friend, now ignoring the Isaac that didn\'t even invite them in.

Alex looked to be torn between the two. He liked them both, he considered them friends. The only difference was, Isaac didn\'t consider him as one while Ronald did.

"Ron, come on man, we\'ve known each other for many years. There\'s clearly something that\'s bothering him." He tried to reason with him, but by the looks of things it wasn\'t exactly working.

Ronald stood with his arms folded. He decided to not say anything anymore. He looked to Isaac, prepared for him to chase them away with all kinds of insults thrown at them.

But what he saw surprised him, the kid who used to walk around the school like he owned it didn\'t seem like himself. He looked hurt, sad and tired. He didn\'t have the majestic air about him anymore, he was clearly going through something of his own.

"Thanks for your concern, but I\'m fine." He told them, trying to sound brave and unbothered but his tone this time was a little bit shaky.

The two looked at each other, eyes as wide as saucers. They\'ve known Isaac for a long time, he never spoke like this, the usual him would\'ve thrown a fit and even went as far as beating on them.

"Come on Isaac, there\'s no one at this school who is on your side but us. You can trust us." Alex prodded.

Isaac wanted to scream, he wanted to let it all out. The thing that was eating at him had bore a hole that he doubted could be fixed, but he still wanted to say something. Only the words couldn\'t make their way out of his mouth.

They were perfectly stuck at his throat. There was no way he could trust these two with everything that he knew. He reminded himself once again that, he was Isaac Blakeson, he didn\'t need anyone but himself.

Having friends would only slow him down from being the best version of himself he could be. He had to brave the storm himself, create the sun to chase away the demons that lurked in the shadows if need be.

\'Ha. I don\'t need friends? Is that my opinion or my father\'s?\'

He let out a small chuckle. The pair in front of him didn\'t know what to make of the situation, they were almost certain that, the Isaac they knew was long gone. Replaced by this imposter who stood in front of them.

"Isaa—"

"It\'s fine, I\'m fine, it doesn\'t hurt at all. I\'m fine." He said more to convince himself than the people in front of him.

Ronald took a couple of steps closer to Isaac, and slapped him senseless. That woke him up quickly. He held the side that was burning, no doubt red. His mouth agape, as he never been slapped before.

Alex stood there dumbly, not sure what to do or how to go about diffusing the situation. He was now sure that Isaac would absolutely shut himself off from them.

"Look here you punk, we are either your friends or we aren\'t. We aren\'t your servants." Ronald raised his voice, holding him by the shirt he wore.

Isaac just broke down crying. For the first time since he could remember, he cried.