Side Effects

Chapter Two: Maze of Memories

"Good morning, Students," says by their homeroom teacher.

When the university's president walked into their classroom, we all stood up to greet him. "You may now take a seat." He began by clearing his throat and then stated, "It's all over the school where the Mayor's son will be studying, and I'm here to put these rumors to rest. Yes, it's true, and he's enrolled in this course, so I'd like you to look after him."

Tsk! his classmates are looking at each. They admit a new student after the prelim is completed. When you're wealthy, you get special treatment.

"Everyone, This is Spencer Lauriaga." A cheerful young man entered the room. Everyone was staring at him, especially the girls, who were shouting and being whipped because of his attractive appearance.

His smile was the only thing and Fresh noticed about him. He smile but it wasn't with his eyes. His gaze was drawn to him. "Hello everyone!" I avoided right away. As he spoke, the entire room became louder. "You are free to sit wherever you like, Mr. Lauriaga." He indicated to move to the rear, where there are many empty chairs, our teacher stated. After the principal had left, the teacher began her lesson.

It's lunchtime, and while his classmates are in the canteen, while here he was in the yard. he was going to fall asleep on a seat beside the balete tree in the quiet and abandoned garden; Fresh despise crowded places, and he was about to do so when the new student appeared in front of him.

"Hello,"

He waved then smiled, which Fresh dislike. "I've previously visited this location. You don't seem to speak much in the room, do you? That's why I've come to ask for your friendship." He extended his hand to attempt to shake his hand but Fresh was just taking a peek at it. He put his hand in his pocket right away.

He had the impression that the other male didn't want to touch his hand. Fresh not sure what it is about his smile that concerns him, he felt like he had seen it this before "Hehe, if you don't mind, could you move around a little?" He sat down before the latter even uttered a word

"If you don't mind, I'd want to be alone," Fresh deadpan. the new student seemed to be surprised when he heard Fresh's voice , "Oh no, you can speak!" he exclaimed making the other male simply ignored him and stood up just as the school bell rang, allowing me to enter the classroom. Fresh simply left him alone.

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When Fresh opened my eyes, he was bombarded with clocks. They all rang at the same time and were all running at the same moment. he quickly tried to flee, but the grip tightened the rope progressively. "Mama," When I heard a child's voice, I came to a halt. The miniature clocks vanished, replaced by a grandfather clock containing a fainting boy who was obliged to push the door despite his lack of strength. His face was covered with bruises, and his eyes were puffy. "Mama......." their gazes locked. Fresh noticed a scorching liquid dripping from his eyes. he immediately wiped it away and sat down as soon as he realized the ropes were gone. the male was on his knees on the floor, as felt a whip slap on his back. "Get on your hands and knees!" Fresh did it right away because he knew she wouldn't let me go if he didn't comply. "Didn't I tell you not to come out?" Another blow was delivered to his back. It was most likely bleeding. "I won't do it again, mama," he mumbled in a hush tone trying to mask his agony.She paused in front of him to bend over , the lady lift his chin, and a familiar smile welcomed me. "Mr. Morales,"

Fresh woke up from his reverie, he was already in his classroom, he notice his classmates have all departed, and Miss Kim and him are the only ones left. "How many times have you slept in my class? I'll always give you a heads-up?" She inquired, and Fresh clenched his hand as she leaned seductively on her desk, crossing her arms in front of her chest, once a b***h, always a bitch."I'm sorry, Miss," he replied quietly as she pushed herself out of the chair and walked towards towards "You know it's easy to talk," she said slowly, unbuttoning her blouse, and then the smile he despise the most came, and Fresh felt a surge of rage inside him, oh god how much he wanted to kill everyone who smiles like her. As she got closer, Fresh grasped the desk next to him, attempting to keep himself in check. "Do you want to have some fun, Fresh?" She inquired while seated at my table, so Fresh drew the chair and smashed it in her face.She eventually collapsed, blood dripping from the area of her face where the chair had struck. She was stunned for a few moments before laughing loudly, a sinister laugh. "You're great, Fresh." She continued to laugh. he gripped the chair fiercely, not realizing he was about to beat her again. he just kept doing it till it became dark.

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Fresh awoke and showered right away. he had another nightmare making drank after looking for his medicine. Julian had the foresight to leave his medicine in the cabinet, which was a good thing. Fresh sat on the floor after drinking because he was disoriented, he didn't know how to calm down himself . Should he go with Julian's advice? No, Fresh not able to do so because he in the hospital. Every doctor's test on me makes him feel like he suffocating, and he don't enjoy the smell of the hospital. Fresh having trouble sleeping and he not sure why he keep having nightmares about her. Mama, she is not his biological mother. She had just taken him out of the orphanage where he had been placed after his real parents died in an accident. She always beats him, and whenever she has a male visitor, she refuses to let him out.She punishes him whenever he made a mistake, especially when he disobey her directions. Maybe it was his karma is also because he was the cause of my parents' deaths, thus he accept all of the suffering he endured from her wholeheartedly. But things changed when she brought home a boyfriend one day. She had no idea it was a cop, and she was also a drug dealer. A cop noticed me inside the grandfather clock. Fresh couldn't speak at the time because of the trauma, he was meant to be returned to the orphanage, but the doctor's mother spotted him and intervened.

She took his hand in hers and asked for permission to adopt him, Fresh was perplexed at the time, but immediately said yes, even though at first her son doesn't like him, Fresh accepted her offer right away, and here he was . A faint knock jolted him awake from his thoughts; he didn't realize it was morning until it opened and Julian entered "You're awake," he said, smiling, "but why are you on the floor?" Have you had another nightmare?" He took a seat next to the younger, and Fresh nodded in return. He sighed, then raised his hand to place it on the younger's head. "Do you want me to set an appointment?" Fresh immediately shook his head, especially since they just kept asking him the same questions and they just reminded him of what was going on. "If that's what you want, come on, let's prepare a breakfast because Mina on leave, she has something to do in her hometown, so let's go before we got late." he patted the latter's head before pushing himself to stand up, "big brother," Fresh said, Julian halted, the younger knew he was surprised because Fresh rarely called him as his elder brother. "Can we visit them this weekend?"

"Sure, only for you baby bro," he said as he turned to face other male.