Ayaan and Anshuman were thinking to play another game so they brought one form the mystery store and it was a game about secret elite school and they opened the box and get into it.
A flashback appeared in their minds.
A white room.
White walls.
White floors.
White ceilings.
Children studying endlessly.
Among all of them, two stood above everyone else.
Ayaan.
Anshuman.
The instructors called them the masterpieces of the White Room.
The greatest students the White Room had ever produced.
The flashback disappeared.
Both of them opened their eyes.
In front of them stood a massive academy.
The campus was so large that it looked like a small city.
Ayaan looked at it silently.
Anshuman smiled.
"Looks fun."
They walked through the gates.
As they entered, they saw the layout of the school.
There were four classes for each year:
Class 1-A
Class 1-B
Class 1-C
Class 1-D
The school had everything.
Student dormitories.
Shops.
Restaurants.
Malls.
Sports facilities.
Entertainment areas.
Everything a student could need.
The two continued walking until they reached their classroom.
Class 1-D.
They entered and sat down.
Many students were already there.
After a few minutes, the teacher entered.
The classroom became silent.
The teacher looked around and said,
"Let's begin with introductions."
One by one, students introduced themselves.
Finally, it was Ayaan's turn.
He stood up.
"My name is Ayaan."
Then he sat down.
The introduction was so short that the class became awkwardly silent.
Next was Anshuman.
He stood up with a smile.
"I'm Anshuman. Nice to meet everyone."
Then he sat down.
Many students stared at the two.
The teacher continued the orientation.
After some time, every student received a school phone.
The teacher explained:
"This phone will be used for almost everything in this academy."
The students immediately became interested.
The teacher continued,
"Inside this school, money is replaced by a system called Points."
Everyone looked at their phones.
The teacher wrote numbers on the board.
Class 1-D = 500,000 Points
Class 1-C = 1,000,000 Points
Class 1-B = 2,000,000 Points
Class 1-A = 5,000,000 Points
The classroom became noisy.
The teacher raised her hand.
"These points can be earned through good performance, exams, and class achievements."
"The higher your class rank, the more points and benefits your class receives."
The students immediately began discussing the rankings.
Meanwhile—
Ayaan was silently observing everything.
The teacher.
The students.
The classroom.
The rules.
Every detail.
Anshuman leaned back in his chair with a smile.
But behind that smile, he was also analyzing everything.
The point system.
The class structure.
The behavior of the students.
The academy's rules.
Neither of them spoke.
The first day had only begun.
And already, they were trying to understand how this entire school truly worked.
Break time arrived.
The classroom quickly became noisy as students left their seats.
Ayaan and Anshuman stood up and headed toward the cafeteria.
The cafeteria was huge.
Students from every class were eating, talking, and exploring the campus.
The two walked to the counter and looked at the menu.
Every item had a point price beside it.
Coffee.
Pastries.
Sandwiches.
Juices.
Meals.
Everything could be bought with points.
Anshuman grabbed a coffee and a pastry.
Ayaan did the same.
They paid using their phones and sat at an empty table.
For a few minutes, neither of them spoke.
They simply ate while observing the students around them.
Then four girls from their class approached them.
One of them smiled.
"Hi."
Anshuman smiled back.
"Hi."
The girls sat down in front of them.
One girl said,
"We're from your class."
Another girl looked at Ayaan.
He was quietly drinking his coffee without saying anything.
The girls exchanged glances.
One of them finally asked Anshuman,
"Is he like this all the time?"
Anshuman looked at Ayaan.
Then he started laughing.
"Pretty much."
The girls looked at Ayaan again.
Ayaan calmly took another sip of coffee.
One girl waved her hand in front of him.
"Are you even listening?"
"Yes."
The answer came immediately.
The girls blinked.
Another girl asked,
"Then why aren't you talking?"
Ayaan looked at her for a second.
"I don't have anything to say."
The table became silent.
Anshuman almost choked on his coffee from laughing.
"See? I told you."
One of the girls sighed.
"You're impossible."
Meanwhile, Ayaan's eyes briefly moved around the cafeteria.
Students.
Tables.
Class groups.
Point transactions.
He continued silently observing everything while the others kept talking.
The classes finally ended for the day.
Students began leaving the school building and heading toward the dormitory area.
Ayaan and Anshuman picked up their luggage and walked toward the student residence.
When they arrived, they were shown the available rooms.
Most students chose standard single rooms.
However, Ayaan and Anshuman wanted to stay together.
The dorm manager explained,
"A permanent two-person room costs 20,000 points."
Anshuman looked at Ayaan.
"What do you think?"
Ayaan replied,
"We should stay together. It'll make communication easier."
Anshuman nodded.
Ayaan immediately paid the fee.
20,000 Points Deducted
The room was now permanently assigned to both of them.
They received their room key and went upstairs.
The room was spacious.
Two beds.
Two study desks.
A large closet.
A living area.
A kitchen.
A bathroom.
After entering, they unpacked their luggage and placed their clothes inside the closet.
Then they changed into casual clothes.
After settling in, they decided to buy food supplies.
Grocery Store
The academy's grocery store was huge.
Every item could be purchased using points.
Anshuman grabbed a basket.
"Let's buy good-quality stuff."
Ayaan nodded.
The two began shopping.
Items Purchased
Premium Bread ×2 = 300 Points
Eggs (12 pack) = 250 Points
Milk (2 liters) = 200 Points
Premium Coffee Beans = 500 Points
Butter = 180 Points
Cheese = 350 Points
Chicken Breast Pack = 900 Points
Rice (5kg) = 700 Points
Instant Noodles ×5 = 250 Points
Orange Juice = 300 Points
Apples (6 pack) = 420 Points
Bananas = 200 Points
Chocolate Pack = 250 Points
Snacks = 500 Points
Bottled Water Pack = 300 Points
Total Grocery Cost
5,600 Points
The two split the cost equally.
2,800 Points each.
After paying, they carried the supplies back to their room.
Anshuman placed the bags on the kitchen counter.
"This place is actually pretty good."
Ayaan sat down and checked his phone.
Point Summary
Starting Points Per Student: 500,000
Ayaan
Two-Person Room (Permanent): 20,000
Grocery Contribution: 2,800
Remaining Points: 477,200
Anshuman
Grocery Contribution: 2,800
Remaining Points: 497,200
The groceries were organized.
The clothes were unpacked.
The room was ready.
Night slowly arrived.
Ayaan sat quietly, looking at the academy map on his phone.
Across from him, Anshuman lay on his bed with a smile.
Even though it was only the first day, both of them were already analyzing the school, the students, and the point system.
Something about this academy felt far more complicated than it appeared on the surface.
The next day was Sunday.
There were no classes.
However, Ayaan and Anshuman didn't sleep in.
Because of their daily routine from the White Room, both of them woke up at exactly 5:00 AM.
Neither needed an alarm.
They got ready, changed into sports clothes, and left the dormitory.
The academy was still quiet.
The sun had barely risen.
The two started their morning run.
They ran through different parts of the campus, observing everything around them.
The sports grounds.
The shopping district.
The student dormitories.
The training facilities.
As they ran, they noticed that they weren't the only students awake.
Several students were already training.
Some were running.
Some were exercising in outdoor gyms.
Others were practicing sports.
Anshuman smiled.
"Looks like some people are actually serious here."
Ayaan silently observed the students.
After finishing their run, the two headed toward a café near the shopping district.
The café had only a few customers at that hour.
They ordered coffee and sat near a window.
While drinking, Anshuman suddenly looked toward a nearby table.
"That's strange."
Ayaan followed his gaze.
A girl wearing the Class 1-A uniform was sitting alone.
What caught their attention wasn't the girl herself.
It was what she was buying.
A brand-new laptop.
Premium wireless headphones.
Expensive premium shoes.
One purchase after another.
She wasn't even looking at the prices.
It was as if points meant nothing to her.
The employee handed over the items.
The girl casually paid using her phone.
No hesitation.
No concern.
Nothing.
Anshuman looked at the display board.
The prices were expensive.
Very expensive.
Purchases
Premium Laptop = 450,000 Points
Premium Headphones = 80,000 Points
Premium Shoes = 60,000 Points
Total
590,000 Points
Anshuman nearly dropped his coffee.
"She just spent more points than our entire class receives as a starting balance."
The girl calmly continued eating as if nothing unusual had happened.
Ayaan watched silently.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Class 1-A students received more points than Class 1-D.
That much was expected.
But spending nearly six hundred thousand points so casually on the second day?
Something didn't add up.
The girl finished her meal.
Picked up her purchases.
And left the café.
Ayaan continued looking at the door she had exited through.
For the first time that morning, something had genuinely caught his attention.
After leaving the café, Ayaan and Anshuman returned to their room.
They put away the things they had bought earlier and got ready for the rest of the day.
After changing their clothes, they headed toward Class 1-D.
The morning classes began.
The teacher started teaching while the students listened and took notes.
Ayaan was looking at the board when he suddenly noticed something.
Several girls in the class kept glancing toward him.
Some looked away when he noticed.
Others continued watching.
Ayaan turned his head slightly toward Anshuman.
Before he could say anything, Anshuman started laughing.
"I know exactly what you're thinking."
Ayaan looked at him.
"Do you?"
"Yes."
"And?"
Anshuman grinned.
"You're wondering why they're staring at you."
Ayaan looked away.
Anshuman laughed even harder.
The girls quickly pretended to focus on the lesson.
The classes continued until finally—
The bell rang.
Sports period.
The entire class headed toward the sports complex.
Today they would be playing basketball.
The teacher gathered everyone together.
"Girls will use that court."
She pointed toward the left side.
"Boys will use this one."
The students quickly split into groups.
Ayaan and Anshuman walked onto the court with the other boys.
Several students were excited.
Others were already showing off.
The teacher divided everyone into teams.
As the game started, Ayaan and Anshuman exchanged a glance.
Neither wanted attention.
Neither wanted anyone to know what they were truly capable of.
So they played normally.
Ayaan passed the ball when needed.
Made simple shots.
Played decent defense.
Nothing extraordinary.
Anshuman did the same.
He joked with teammates.
Missed a few difficult shots on purpose.
Played like an average student.
Meanwhile, some boys were trying their hardest to impress everyone.
Especially because the girls' court was right next to theirs.
Occasionally, some of the girls looked over to watch the boys' game.
Anshuman noticed and laughed.
"They're taking this way too seriously."
Ayaan calmly dribbled the ball and passed it away.
"Good."
"Why?"
"The more attention they're drawing to themselves, the less attention they'll pay to us."
Anshuman smiled.
"Fair point."
The basketball games continued while the students enjoyed the sports period, unaware that both Ayaan and Anshuman were still quietly observing everything around them.
After the classes got over, Ayaan and Anshuman returned to their room.
Anshuman threw himself onto his bed.
"Today was boring."
Ayaan placed his bag near his desk.
"It was normal."
Anshuman stood up.
"Let's go buy something for ourselves."
Ayaan looked at him.
"Such as?"
"Anything useful."
After a few minutes, the two left their room and headed toward the academy's shopping district.
The first place they entered was an electronics store.
The store was filled with high-end products.
Both students immediately noticed the prices.
Electronics Store
Standard Laptop = 150,000 Points
Premium Laptop = 450,000 Points
Gaming Laptop = 700,000 Points
Tablet = 90,000 Points
Premium Tablet = 180,000 Points
Wireless Earbuds = 30,000 Points
Premium Headphones = 80,000 Points
Smartwatch = 60,000 Points
Premium Smartphone = 250,000 Points
Anshuman stared at the prices.
"These people are robbing students."
Ayaan looked around calmly.
"The school wants students to spend points carefully."
They left the electronics store and entered a sports shop.
The shop sold training equipment, sportswear, and accessories.
Sports Shop
Running Shoes = 25,000 Points
Premium Running Shoes = 60,000 Points
Basketball Shoes = 40,000 Points
Training Clothes Set = 15,000 Points
Premium Training Clothes Set = 35,000 Points
Sports Bag = 10,000 Points
Basketball = 8,000 Points
Fitness Tracker = 20,000 Points
Professional Training Kit = 120,000 Points
Anshuman picked up a pair of premium running shoes.
"These look good."
He looked at the price tag.
60,000 Points
He immediately put them back.
"Never mind."
Ayaan glanced at him.
"You were saying?"
Anshuman sighed.
"I suddenly became financially responsible."
The two continued walking through the shopping district while carefully observing how the academy's economy worked.
The more they looked around, the more they realized that points were far more important than they first appeared.
After leaving the sports shop, the two walked back toward the dormitory area.
Anshuman stretched his arms.
"I'm not cooking today."
Ayaan glanced at him.
"Okay. I'll cook."
Anshuman immediately shook his head.
"No. I want to eat at a restaurant."
Ayaan looked at him for a moment.
"Okay. Let's go to one."
The two headed toward the restaurant district inside the academy.
There were many restaurants.
Some were extremely expensive.
Some were cheap.
After looking around, they chose a restaurant with average prices.
They entered and sat near a window.
A waiter handed them menus.
Anshuman opened his menu and started looking through it.
Menu
Non-Veg
Chicken Curry Meal = 850 Points
Grilled Chicken Steak = 1,200 Points
Chicken Burger Combo = 700 Points
Chicken Fried Rice = 900 Points
Mutton Special = 1,500 Points
Fish Fillet Meal = 1,100 Points
Veg
Paneer Butter Masala Meal = 800 Points
Veg Fried Rice = 700 Points
Veg Burger Combo = 600 Points
Mixed Veg Platter = 900 Points
Cheese Pasta = 850 Points
Mushroom Special = 1,000 Points
Drinks
Coffee = 150 Points
Juice = 200 Points
Soft Drink = 120 Points
Ayaan closed the menu.
"I'll eat non-veg."
Anshuman nodded.
"And I'll eat veg."
Ayaan ordered:
Grilled Chicken Steak = 1,200 Points
Coffee = 150 Points
Total: 1,350 Points
Anshuman ordered:
Paneer Butter Masala Meal = 800 Points
Juice = 200 Points
Total: 1,000 Points
The waiter left with their orders.
Anshuman leaned back in his chair.
"You know, this point system is actually pretty interesting."
Ayaan looked outside the window.
Students from different classes were walking around.
Some spent points carelessly.
Others were calculating every purchase.
"The school wants us to manage resources."
Anshuman smiled.
"And some people are already wasting theirs."
Ayaan remembered the Class 1-A girl from the café.
The one who had casually spent hundreds of thousands of points.
There was still something strange about that.
A few minutes later, their food arrived.
The two began eating while silently observing the students around them and the strange system that controlled the entire academy.
After finishing their meal, Ayaan and Anshuman left the restaurant and started walking through the campus.
The evening was calm.
Students were heading back to their dorms, shops, and clubs.
As they passed by a pond near the central garden, they noticed a girl sitting alone on a bench.
She was crying.
Neither student was nearby.
Just her.
Anshuman noticed her first.
"Looks like something happened."
The two walked toward her.
The girl quickly wiped her tears when she saw them approaching.
Anshuman sat down on the bench across from her.
"What's wrong?"
The girl looked away.
"Nothing."
"You were crying."
"I'm fine."
Anshuman sighed.
"You're clearly not."
The girl remained silent.
She didn't seem willing to talk.
Then Ayaan spoke.
"Tell us."
The girl's eyes moved toward him.
For a few seconds, nobody said anything.
Then she lowered her head.
"There's a guy named Ryan in Class 1-C."
She hesitated before continuing.
"He leads almost the entire class."
"And he has two students who act like his bodyguards."
"They're stronger than anyone in the first year."
Anshuman listened quietly.
Ayaan remained expressionless.
"What is he doing to you?" Ayaan asked.
The girl's hands tightened.
After a moment, she answered.
"He's using my photos to blackmail me."
The atmosphere became quiet.
Anshuman looked at Ayaan.
Ayaan looked at the pond.
Then he spoke calmly.
"That's a different case."
The girl looked confused.
Ayaan stood up.
"We can't help you."
The girl's eyes widened.
"Why?"
Ayaan looked at her.
"It's our choice."
The girl lowered her head.
Tears began falling again.
Anshuman watched silently.
Ayaan turned around.
"Let's go."
Anshuman stood up.
The two started walking away from the pond, leaving the crying girl sitting alone on the bench as the evening sun slowly disappeared behind the academy buildings.
The two returned to their room and sat down.
For a few moments, neither of them spoke.
Then Anshuman leaned back in his chair and smiled.
"I know you're going to help her."
Ayaan looked at him.
"But in a different way."
Ayaan nodded slightly.
"You know me better than anyone else."
Anshuman laughed.
Then he suddenly sat up.
"We forgot our drinks."
Ayaan looked toward the kitchen.
They had indeed forgotten to buy them.
"Let's go."
The two left the room and headed toward a nearby vending machine.
As Anshuman was about to press a button, both of them heard someone crying.
They turned.
It was the same girl from the pond.
This time she was standing in front of a boy.
The girl looked terrified.
The boy looked angry.
As he raised his hand to hit her—
Ayaan grabbed his wrist.
The boy froze.
He looked at Ayaan.
"Don't you know who I am?"
At that moment, two large students stepped forward from behind him.
Before they could move any closer—
Anshuman stepped in front of them.
"Where are you two going?"
The two bodyguards glared at him.
The boy pulled his hand back and smirked.
"I'm Ryan."
"Why are you interfering in my business?"
He forcefully threw Ayaan's hand away.
Then he turned back toward the girl.
He raised his hand again.
Before the slap could land—
Ayaan grabbed Ryan by the shoulder and threw him backward.
Ryan stumbled several steps before regaining his balance.
His expression darkened.
"What's your problem?"
Ayaan looked at him calmly.
"Nothing."
Ryan clenched his fists.
"Now you're my target."
The two bodyguards stepped forward, but Ryan stopped them.
After a few seconds, he turned around.
"Let's go."
Ryan and his bodyguards left the area.
Silence returned.
The girl looked relieved.
Ayaan turned toward her.
"Don't worry."
The girl nodded.
"Thank you... but Ryan still has my photos."
Anshuman suddenly smiled.
"Don't worry about that either."
The girl looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
Anshuman pulled something from his pocket.
Ryan's phone.
The girl's eyes widened.
"When did you—"
"When Ayaan threw him."
Before anyone could say anything—
CRACK!
Anshuman crushed the phone in his hand.
The screen shattered instantly.
The girl stared in shock.
Then relief appeared on her face.
After a few moments, she smiled.
"I'm Kira. Class 1-C."
Ayaan nodded.
"Nice to meet you."
Kira looked at the two.
"Why did you help me?"
"Earlier you said you didn't want to help."
Before Ayaan could answer—
Anshuman started laughing.
"That's Ayaan's style."
Kira blinked.
"I don't understand him at all."
"Nobody does." Anshuman replied.
The three laughed lightly.
Then Kira looked at both of them.
"You two are stronger than I thought."
After a brief pause, she smiled.
"I want to be your friend."
Anshuman nodded.
"Sure."
The three exchanged phone numbers.
After talking for a little longer, Kira waved goodbye.
"See you tomorrow."
"See you." Anshuman replied.
Ayaan gave a small nod.
Kira left.
The two headed back toward their dormitory as the night settled over the academy.