[The Status] Lost all

...Alone...it's been a week since I started attending this school...I still don't have any friends -- are we really that weird? I thought I was normal. Most importantly, he's handsome...single, can flirt (embarrassed face).

[First day of school]

"Come on...come into the room now." Oh...the counselor's voice isn't nice to listen to...it's old and hoarse. I walked into the room looking like a nerd. (Puts both hands on the bag strap) So what? Let's gossip again. At my old school, when I first came into the room, it was like this...not in the mood at all.

“Introduce yourself.” I was silent for a moment...how should I introduce myself?...it's too sudden sometimes...(thump)...oh! You stop beating before your heart thumps... your heart beats hard and it feels even more exciting than before.

"I...I..." I fell to the floor...This writer uses words like garbage...This is it...I've heard that if people say things without... I intended it to come true...it came true...my heart stopped beating. It was the first time that I believed Grandma's teachings. which he just died yesterday...

But I didn't go to his funeral...so according to Grandma's teachings, another teaching is...what people do will get it in return...no one will definitely come to my funeral except father. Mom..(yawns) I'm so sleepy...it'd be better to sleep.

Yes...everyone probably thinks that I have died because humans can't suffocate for more than 4 minutes, that's what I've read...but where?...I just woke up...it's such a realistic dream. ...I came to study in Bangkok...My parents didn't move here because I had to work here and there...Daily life was nothing much...Woke up, took a shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, toasted bread and poured Carton of milk, then dip it in bread, eat with milk, then drink the whole glass of milk, lock the condo, then get on a motorcycle to go to school...

If I rap too fast, I apologize. People have a lot of talent (bragging)

Lining up to salute the national flag is very boring for me. Because I have to sing the national anthem...that's not much...but when I have to listen to other people chant, I don't know what chants...oh! I forgot to tell you...I'm not religious.

After lining up, I was about to walk up to the classroom with my classmates, but the counselor told me to wait in front of the room and the teacher would call me in.

"Come on...come into the room now." Oh...the counselor's voice isn't nice to listen to...it's old and hoarse. I walked into the room looking like a nerd. (Puts both hands on the bag strap) So what? Let's gossip again. At my old school, when I first came into the room, it was like this...not in the mood at all.

“Introduce yourself.” I was silent for a moment...how should I introduce myself?...it's too sudden sometimes...(thump)...oh! You stop beating before your heart beats... your heart beats hard and it gets even more exciting than before... wait a minute, this scene is familiar... it's like in a dream... this is me.

X-men

Or what? Would you like to change the words to make me look good?...Never mind...this can be concluded that I dreamed of the future...I'm starting to feel sleepy...it's better to sleep. My eyelids are crazy heavy...

I woke up - in a green dress...Eh!...Who was that man?...And where was this?..Why was everyone stuffed into a rectangular glass cabinet...No. I was hit too...what was that red button?...it was right at my foot...press it...the glass cabinet opened and a mysterious man walked towards me with a notebook and pen to prepare. write down something

"Um...the body is perfect...the brain is not damaged...the memory is intact...um!...it can be used." I was totally confused...Uncle kept talking about things. I do not understand

“Uncle...what are you doing to me?” Shit...your uncle is staring hard.

"Who are you calling Uncle? Please tell me." From the looks of it, the punch must have been heavy...so skinny that almost only bones were left...oh!..it must have been a light punch if that's the case.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked politely first...not wanting to get stomped yet.

“Well...congratulations...you've received a serum that will cure you of the brain's lack of oxygen and...you'll be able to...

X-men

Look at your hand...it has iron growing out of it, right?” Shit! Is it true?...This is what I'm going to be.

X-men

Is that true? Damn Wolverine. That's not a dream, is it?

...I need to test it first...What should I do?...Let's try punching the wall.

"Look...can I try punching the wall?" Uncle nodded, indicating that he did. I walked towards a wall that looked like it was a meter thick cement wall. Okay..."Put" it...it hurts. Why are we punching the wall of the house?....Is this a dream again?

I stood and waited for the teacher to call me into the room to introduce myself...

"Come on...come into the room now." Oh...the counselor's voice isn't nice to listen to...it's old and hoarse. I walked into the room looking like a nerd. (puts both hands on the bag strap) So what? Let's gossip again. At my old school, when I first came into the room, it was like this...not in the mood at all.

I just wear a hoodie to school. How weird is that?...but it's summer.

"Introduce yourself." We can do it.

“Yes...my name is Kid...uh...real name is Nachan. Witrakun…” I am going to talk about things that I like. But it must stop. Why did that guy get up?

“Oh...what do you have? Fat Jumbo” looks like a gangster. Must be a stupid kid.

"So...it's called Kid...are your parents otaku who are addicted to Conan? (Haha)" What does he want?

“Well...it's better to be an otaku than...a director who spoils his son to the point where...his son punched a senior until he almost died and still gave tens of millions of baht to the victim. You're thinking of dissuading your child even for the slightest... It's already been seven times, right? If I'm not mistaken... that this kind of thing has happened…” Oh, I'm really angry, Fat Jumbo. This is just the surface. Okay.

“You!!!” Fat Jumbo walked towards me.

“Oh, are we going to fight? I haven't even mentioned the name Mr.....it could be the director of another school...or so.” Fatty Jumbo grabbed the collar of my shirt, but because he was shorter, So I couldn't lift my hair.

"Or what?" Haha...smelly. Speak close to your nose.

“It stabs my heart...heh heh heh.” Why do I look so psychotic? I laughed so hard I could get punched. “This is just the surface... if you punch me... this information will be spread on the internet.” I handed him about 10 sheets of paper. Among them were the director's secrets. That is

That's the secret of Jumbo's father.

“I won't punch you...but you must promise me that you won't reveal this information...to anyone...and one more thing. I'd like to talk to you after class in the art room." I don't know my status, Jumbo.

“Do you know...that right now who has the upper hand? You don't have the right to order or negotiate...Oh...but I'll definitely go see you in the art room...and If you don't do anything that makes me dissatisfied...this information will be kept secret...ok?” I finally cornered him.

“Okay…” With that, there was one more chick. Jumbo released the collar of my shirt and walked back to his seat.

"Alright...you go sit next to Jumbo Kid." Damn it! Why do I have to sit near that pillow?

Yes, I have never broken a promise, so that evening I went to look for it in the art room. It didn't say much. It just wanted to know if my father was dead or not. I don't know why he wanted to know. But I follow the truth. My father is not dead and he has a name.

Richard Vitrakul, but he went abroad with his mother when I was a child. So I was raised by a butler. He's very old now. Please leave my personal matters for now. Now, even though I sit next to Jumbo while studying, I'm not really close to him. I'd rather be called an acquaintance.

[Open day of the 2nd semester]

Do you know what is one of the things I hate the most when I come to school? I don't think I'm the only one who's lazy. Many people probably hate this as well. Let's answer...I hate it when the director. Let's talk in front of the flagpole as much as possible. He usually starts with the words, "Today the weather is perfect for the opening day of school, and today the director I won't say much.”

I don't know if other schools say this as well. But I believe I'm not the only one who is lazy about the word "Director" today. I won't say much because if and when you say this, You can forget about the first period of class. You might accidentally go as far as the second period. I think the director is a human being who has a special ability to speak.

"I hope the students eat their lunch deliciously...Hello." Finally...I've been listening to him complain for 3 hours...I didn't have class in the morning....and why did I carry so many books? This Most of the books are for the morning class...really a waste of energy.

“What do you want, kid?” I don't understand why he yelled...but it's unique...no other shop makes it. Yelling in the face of the customer.

“Take basil chicken with fried egg and pork with jungle curry and meatballs.” It may sound like a menu that sounds annoying, but I will tell you that the vendors are willing to make it and it turns out delicious as well...it goes together well. It's unbelievable.

Really alone...1 semester has passed and I'm still eating alone, just like I was small...at first it didn't matter, but over time it started to feel lonely. I've read a book before. It's called Human...the name may sound ordinary, but the content is extraordinary. It's called...in chapter 3

It states that humans are social animals and cannot be alone for long periods of time...he also brackets that in normal daily life....well if you are in a bad situation it is avoided. Not to be alone...Yes...before, I never really believed in psychology books, but now I might have to believe them.

I came home and today I hardly studied at all. Really boring

“The young master has returned?” This is the butler I was talking about. His name is Dave. Dave that looks like denim pants.

"yes"

“Is there anything I can help you with, young master?” I shook my head before walking up to my room and Dave walking back into the kitchen. Well, the computer is my only friend right now. I decided to do some research on making friends. It took me almost 5 hours to research these things. Because both me and Dave

Some people aren't very good at approaching people...okay... I've come up with a method that I think is probably the best.

[Day 2 of Semester 2]

First, I had to figure out which friend I wanted to be my first friend...honestly, I don't know. Funny, right?

“Alright, everyone, stop talking now...today I have to hurry and get on with business, so I have group work to do for next class...The job is to design a yearbook cover...This work is for groups of 5 people. There are 30 people in your room, 6 groups. Don't worry about the groups, I'll arrange them for you.” To my dismay, I've already formed groups. I was with Jumbo and another friend of his. and women 2

People who I don't think the two of them are very close to. "Alright, teacher, let's go first... let's get to work."

Shit, I've never worked with a woman before. It's normal or a little embarrassing, but I didn't think anything of her. For the most part, Jumbo and his friends are quite easy to talk to, kind of threatening. Because I have a secret that I don't want revealed, so I have to do whatever it takes that doesn't displease me... I look like a psychopath, don't I?

Honestly, I admit that I am a bit like a psychopath. But it shouldn't be that much. I'm probably just someone who acts strangely from other people.

Time Skip

Let's come now. There's a lot more to my story than telling how I designed the yearbook cover. Two women in the yearbook cover group. One person's name is Mali. This person is very neat and has good manners and is quite a friendly person. Which is very different from the other person. There is a person named Baitoey.

The name sounds cute, right? But this personality isn't as cute as the name suggests. She spoke loudly and was fat and eating a lot. How do I know that she eats a lot? One day we had a meeting to work at a park...uh...there was a library inside. She eats all the time, whether it's while working, during breaks, or even during lunch, she eats the most.

I think Jumbo has eaten a lot, but she's even more so. Not completely. She's also hot-tempered and likes to use force. I think I've chosen my first friend.

[Day 15 of Semester 2]

First of all, you have to say hello. But what word should we use? Hey...or hello…..or…..hello.

"Jasmine...hello" Shit...greeting to a 3 year old child, I mean the sound. Why do I have to tone down my voice?

"Uh...hello" was a very short and serious reply. "Oh, Kid!...We really appreciate the yearbook cover. If it weren't for you, our group wouldn't have gotten to the honorable mention." Oh...I'm really embarrassed. Look at this....

“It's not that much.” So... am I as humble as he is?

“That much... because without her... our group wouldn't have such a good concept.” Let's face it... at least this is the first work I've done with someone else. From kindergarten to elementary school, when I had group work, I would ask the teacher if I could do it alone. I don't know why I asked to go like that.

Even though having other people help is better. It might be because of fear of not fitting in with the group. Now, according to what I've read in the human book... It must be now.

"Can we be friends? Jasmine." I haven't said it yet..I'm just thinking. Besides, the teacher had already come in and I should have walked back to my desk.

“Hello Kid.” This was the first time Jumbo had said hello to me. It shouldn't be a good thing. "Prepare yourself." What the hell is that?

“What is it…” Sometimes it is a very difficult person to guess.

“Prepare yourself, there will be cold…” I didn't understand what it was talking about, but the only thing I could think of was me and the chicks being tighter than before...I picked up 11 pieces of paper and showed them what it was. Director's secret Or that is Jumbo's father. Shit...it seemed like he had some kind of plan...his face didn't show any fear in the slightest...so what?

I was walking home today and the teacher was teaching way past time. Until I missed the bus, but it's okay, my house can't sleep that far away. Wait, why does it feel like someone is following behind you? Husband! I don't know what kind of stick I hit in the head. Look up and see who did it...JUMBO!

“Didn't I warn you to prepare for the cold...sent my bag?” Shit...who would give in? Pak! I jumped up and punched Jumbo in the face. But it didn't seem like it hurt at all. "Fighting!" Jumbo pulled out a piece of wood before slamming it down on me and stomping on it again until I was sore all over.

"Oh...is this so intelligent...the person I used to be afraid of" have you ever been afraid? He must have known something or he wouldn't have dared to train me like this.

“Please give me this bag first.” Then he walked away. Leaving me lying there in a pool of blood It hurts too, it's gone...

You probably thought I was going to be sent to the hospital...it wouldn't matter if I just got hit like this...Jumbo kicked and hit the red fluid sac. But the head really hurts. Asked why I knew that I would be hit so loudly? It's simple. Jumbo has been so scared of me in the past that he's shriveled up. And then suddenly they came looking for trouble.... People like that, the only thing they do is use force... During the day, I went to buy some red water and put it on myself and prepare it in advance.

The computer screen...is both a friend and a deadly weapon. It's done this much and I can't leave it alone...I thought I only had 11 sheets of paper? Nope...it's in the cloud (similar to

google drive)

I wrote it myself...so no one can find it. I started pulling all the files from the cloud. You'll have to choose first where you'll release it...uh...Facebook...basic. Post on behalf of the page'

Secret’

which is the secret of the director Well, he's the biggest drug lord in the world. It has many global networks and export facilities but can stifle inspections by simply stuffing billions of dollars with the inspectors, divided up.

Transfer ten thousand at a time so as not to be noticed. But he had been audited by the bank, but he pocketed ten billion and was able to survive.

After that, the whole case went quiet until everyone almost forgot about it. I got that information from local news. Ask the general public and hack some CCTV cameras. (These days, they are CCTV cameras with sound.) But the most obvious thing is that I hacked the factory's CCTV cameras.

The next day it started to boom. It's all over the news on TV. But there has been no arrest announcement because the evidence is being examined. But it's still better than nothing happening at all. In the school they talked about this until the director. I had to come out and say in front of the flagpole that it was just a misunderstanding. Huh, such a stupid lie. But what is not at all dissatisfying is

Jumbo didn't seem worried at all. Plus he made a face and pawed at me. It shouldn't be like this. It should be begging me to delete it or something. But it's possible that it was just messing with my head. I think it's the second one more. As I said, Jumbo is better at using force and doing it for his own satisfaction rather than for use.

brain

“Alright everyone...listen to this.” I knew what the teacher was going to say. Yesterday I hacked into the director's email. He sent a request for permission from parents to the students.

Mount Aufnaz, which is a mountain that teachers like to take children on field trips. I don't know why either. which the director sent that document to

The level leader then sent it to my homeroom teacher again.

“Next week...we're going on a field trip to Mount Aofnaz.” Everyone looked excited...it seemed like I was the only one who wasn't too excited.

"But it's not an ordinary field trip..." Shit.. from what I've read there isn't anything like this.

“Everyone has to pair up with a man and a woman and dance on the ice. The couple that was voted by the judges as the best dancer will win.

Receive a reward of 5,000 baht each from the leader.” Even if you say that...what woman would agree to dance with us? Plus I didn't want to dance.

“Then, this time...let me deal with the dance partners.” I don't dare invite anyone first..You can say I'm stupid, I don't mind.

“Think..” Malinina “Uh...we're not close to any other men...so I'm going to be with you…” Shit...heaven. I thought no one would come and ask for a partner.

“Alright..” And the conversation between the two of us ended there. She walked back to the table and fell asleep. As for me, I looked out the window and it didn't look anything like it did in the anime.

[Day 25 of Semester 2]

last weekend Mali made an appointment with me to teach a little dance. Because she still has some basics. We didn't go anywhere to have sex that day, so we were relieved.

"The last couple...Kid and Mali...please give me some applause." Come on!...If you can't, you have to get it. It's better than I thought. The dance was smooth until the end. After the applause erupted, I decided to tell her my feelings.

“Mali…” is a good introduction.

“Hmm...what is it?”

“So...can we consider you a close friend?” As soon as I finished speaking, snow fell on my hand. Bang! There was a loud noise from behind. Police car. Now I was surrounded by police cars. Did they come to arrest me?...It shouldn't be.

“Raise your hand...the police are all surrounding you.” Shit...who is this referring to? “That's you young man...please get out of here.

Yes.” A policeman took Mali out. What did I do wrong? The driver's side door of the police car in front of me opened...JUMBO!

“This is the police officer...who hacked both my father's email address and the CCTV cameras at his father's factory.” How dare you report this to the police?...This would be like putting your own father in jail. “I want to lock his handcuffs myself.” What the hell is this?

“What am I being charged with?” A policeman walked up and handed me the documents. I have been charged with copyright infringement and many other computer related offenses. “But the factory I hacked into is a factory that produces illegal drugs...I did it for the sake of justice.”

“But you violated personal rights and also violated the Act. Computers again. Oh, Mr. Jumbo's father's factory is not

Drug manufacturing factory I already sent the police to investigate.” Shit...what about my evidence?

"But I have evidence...I'll show it to you right away."

“If you talk about the evidence that you posted on Facebook on behalf of the page.

Secret

Well...we have verified that the evidence is fake...it has been edited again.” No...it must have come from the security camera from there.

“Then people in that area said that there was a truck coming out of that factory that dropped drugs as well.”

"Oh...I already went to inquire about that...and everyone said in the same voice that they had never seen it." What the hell...did you guys get stuffed with money.. .Why is it so siding with Jumbo?

“Did you guys get stuffed with money?”

"No...we're just doing our duty." Jumbo suddenly raised his hand and volunteered that he would be the one to lock the handcuffs. Or that's me.

“Now you probably know.... who holds the upper hand... All I can think of is that your father is dead... My father used to do a drug business and sell it, but it didn't work out. agreeing to send money...which looks a lot like yours...my family didn't take revenge on their own...it would have to blame your father...for not allowing my father to be killed and then having to take revenge on... You instead...heh heh heh

Actually, at first I couldn't think of a plan...but you're looking for your own place...please enjoy your life in prison.” A lot more brain than I thought... Jumbo knows that I hack. But he let me do it so that I always thought that I had the upper hand and that I wasn't careful. This time I lost...

But next time I won't lose...Jumbo! I'm not mad at Jumbo that he hasn't been caught until now. I'm just angry at myself for always thinking I was smarter than him but in the end I completely lost to him...the next life will come and pay me back.

think

A suicide note found in Kid's cell.