The Revenge Of Julius Sabbath

Chapter Seven: Process of the Card and the School

Serving the cup of coffee, the lady quietly walked out of the office with her heels clicking softly once again. As the lady's presence vanished from the office, Julius took his hand to the cup holder and lifted the cup toward his mouth, sipping the coffee like the perfect gentleman he was.

As he was gently sipping the coffee, Mr. Noah, who had quietly left the office before, made his entrance once again, grabbing a seat on the other side of the office where Julius was perfectly seated.

With his glasses perched at the tip of his nose, Mr. Noah opened a blue-binded document in his hands and, with a pen held at the tip of his finger, said, “Master Sabbath, please sign here, here, and here,” pointing at the customer’s signature inbox left blanked on the document.

Seeing where he was to sign on the document, Julius accepted the document, which was stretched to him politely, and glanced through it in a few seconds. “I should sign here, right?” he asked softly, placing his finger on the document and penning down his signature once and for all.

“Thank you, sir,” Mr. Noah extended his hand for a shake and, with his head bowed, “No, thank you." Julius accepted his handshake and smiled at Mr. Noah like a friend, appreciating each other’s effort.

“Sir, the Black Golden Master Card,” said a lady who was in a white corporate gown as she made her entry into the office suddenly.

“Oh! Thank you, Miss Peterson,” Mr. Noah said immediately, accepting the card handed over to him by the lady. Immediately as he accepted the card, he turned right to his desk, and Julius watched how he signed on the card paper immediately.

In the same manner, Julius watched how he pressed some digits on the laptop and suddenly heard a chime sound that resonated softly like a gentle notification, nudging its way into the quiet hum of the room.

"Sir, your Black Golden Master Card has been activated with 2.2 million cash in it. All that is left for you to do is change the password “

“The default password is 6500." Mr. Noah added.

Picking up the tablet beside him on the sofa, Julius entered his new password and confirmed it by pressing the green button displayed beside the keys on the screen.

Immediately, he read, "Congratulations, Mr. Sabbath; your Black Golden Master Card has been completely and successfully activated. You are now the only one who knows your new passcode. If, by any chance, you forget your passcode, you can set a new one by using your fingerprint at the backend. Thank you for choosing this bank. Your funds are always secure with us."

Claiming his asset and finally getting the Black Golden Master Card, Julius made his exit from the Fortuna Elite Bank.

***

Standing on the roadside, he lifted his wrist toward his face and peered at his broken watch. "It’s 9:30, the first lecture must have started already," he muttered like a time traveler in a world where minutes raced ahead without him. 

Quickly, he raised his hands toward the sky and waved at the oncoming taxi parked a few distances away at the roadside like a friend hailing the last ride home after a long day. "Hey man! Where to?" asked the taxi driver as he parked beside Julius immediately.

Opening the door and sitting comfortably in the back seat of the taxi while the driver watched him in the rearview mirror, Julius said, "College!" with a soft and determined voice; hence, the taxi driver swiftly moved his hands right on the wheels and drove out of the roadside.

“College it is!” the driver announced happily.

***

Arriving at the college was no fun for Julius, as it had always been, and much worse today seeing most guys and ladies holding hands in love.

“Olivia,” he muttered sadly, followed by a deep sigh as he stared further from the gate of the campus like a burdened shepherd sad about the loss of one of his flocks.

Stepping his first foot through the gate, Julius noticed the consistency in the stares of several students at him. He saw that while some were poking at him, others covered their lips with their palms, and their shoulders shook in obvious laughter. “What is happening?” Julius wondered. “Why is everyone so focused on me, and... and... laughing at me?” he thought once more.

Since he was a broke student, no one had ever given Julius attention or made jokes about him. They were always so indifferent, and today was just different.

“What is going on?” he thought again as he took the second leg forward and more continuous steps further.

“Oh! poor Julius. A poor guy like him? That’s so unfair,” Julius heard as soon as he walked past a guy and a lady talking and standing beside a tree in the college's compound.

“Is that him?” Another lady poked at him as she walked past him with her friend.

“What’s happening?” Julius wondered again.

“Why am I the topic of everyone’s discussion?” he muttered. Thus, he walked into the building of the college itself.

***

Stepping his foot into the building, he peered his eyes at the bulletin boards, which were already displaying announcements.

“What?” He was shocked immediately. He could not believe his eyes at what he had just seen. Hence, his mind ran into too many questions at once.

“This is a picture of me on these boards with a stamp on it.”

“A f**king crybaby?”

“Who could have done something like this?”

 “For what reason?”

Still fixing his eyes on each of the boards at once in a heightened, shocking expression, his eyes suddenly fell on the small pink cardboard at the bottom of his picture on the board.

“If you want to hear the full gist, join the Twitter Live space by 9 p.m. today. ‘The hot campus topics,’ and you shall be entertained about the life story of the pauper Julius who suddenly went viral on campus for some naughty thing that happened to him.” He read aloud, as he could not even believe his own eyes anymore.

“Hahaha, what a foolish guy you are, Julius. I won’t miss this space for anything." Julius suddenly heard a guy behind him mock him as he walked past him, smacking his head with the bunch of books he carried in the fold of his arm.