“Hooooh … you have a big gut, I just saw a greenhorn not trembling seeing us,” said Long Hair while spitting on the ground. “Do not talk too much! While it is quiet. Brush him off directly, take his bag!” continued the skinny-bodied thug next to him who was already impatient. One of the thugs whose body was the most stocky stepped forward. He smirked, revealing his yellow teeth, trying to mentally intimidate Kaelan. His rough muscular hand landed heavily on Kaelan's small shoulder. “Kid, listen to Uncle carefully. Rather than dying foolishly in an empty field, it is better to hand over your bag nicely. We only need the contents, not the life of a little rat like yo,” That sentence was never finished. Kaelan snorted coldly. The hot air in his spine spread to his right arm. “Remove your dirty hand from my shoulder!” hissed Kaelan. With a lightning movement, Kaelan's hand gripped the thug's wrist. Kaelan's small fingers seemed to turn into a hydraulic iron vise. CRACK!

Kaelan climbed in through his room window with difficulty. His body trembled violently, not because of fear, but because the remaining adrenaline suddenly disappeared, leaving an emptiness and an extraordinary sense of weakness. He closed the window and locked the latch with hands that were still stiff. Kaelan did not do anything else. He did not go to the bathroom, he did not check his money. His mind was blocked. Empty. The incident on the street earlier was too fast and too brutal to be processed by the brain of a thirteen-year-old child in an instant. He only pushed the school bag carelessly under the bed, then immediately dropped himself onto the thin mattress. His breath was heavy. His eyes stared at the dull room ceiling. Unconsciously, darkness snatched his consciousness. His physical body which reached its limit forced his nervous system to temporarily shut down. Kaelan fainted due to extreme exhaustion. *** Two hours later. A noisy sound on the house terrace forced h

In the village field, dozens of capital city students had gotten off the bus. The sight was very contrasting. On one side, there were city teenagers with smooth fair skin, the scent of expensive perfume, branded shoes the price of a motorcycle, and the latest gadgets. On the other side, lined up the children of Ashvale Village with oversized political party t-shirts and thin flip-flops. Kaelan stood in the very back row with a flat face. He was self-aware. In the eyes of these people, he was just a poor local resident. And he accepted that role because that was indeed the reality right now, at least in terms of social status. “Ugh ... crazy, it is so hot,” complained a beautiful student with perfectly styled hair. She fanned her hand in front of her nose when she saw the line of local guides. “Then that ... is the guide? Why are they so filthy? Do they smell or not?” That student was the leader of the popular gang, Bella. Her mouth was known to be as spicy as cayenne pepper. “The

The next morning, a thin mist still blanketed the camping area. After a breakfast of bread and milk, the study tour entourage prepared to do the core activity: nature observation. They carried clipboards, worksheets, and writing instruments. Their task was to study the ecosystem around Bridal Waterfall, recording types of flora, fauna, and rock characteristics. The atmosphere that morning felt awkward. The students who mocked Kaelan last night now looked at him with respectful gazes, but their pride was too high to apologize. They only whispered while glancing at the young man who was standing calmly near the pine tree. Bella, the pretty gang leader, straightened her hair. She walked towards Kaelan with her chin lifted high, followed by her two ladies-in-waiting. “Hey, Kael,” called Bella in a forced stern tone. Kaelan turned slowly. “Yes?” Bella cleared her throat, trying to look authoritative even though her eyes peeked towards Kaelan's fingers that played the guitar so magica

Felicia immediately hugged Kaelan's neck tightly, burying her face in the young man's broad chest. Kaelan looked up. Five vertical meters. With Felicia's additional body weight, Kaelan channeled a little energy into his arm muscles. He did not climb like a normal person. He jumped from one stone foothold to a root foothold with explosive power. One jump. Two jumps. Three. In a matter of seconds, Kaelan's hand had reached the lip of the ravine. He pulled himself and Felicia up to flat ground with a single breath. They rolled onto the safe grass. Silence. Everyone, teachers, students, Kevin, gaped widely. Their brains failed to process what had just happened. A boy had just performed a deadly parkour action while carrying the weight of another human, and he did it as easily as someone walking up an escalator. "Are you okay?" Kaelan asked. Felicia was still trembling violently. Her breath was gasping. She nodded slowly, but then realized something. Her jacket and shirt were badl