The all-boys prestigious school had been present in the area for many years, training boys from elementary to college to cultivate them into intelligent and well-mannered gentlemen who would prioritize their duties and being gentlemen.
The school had all boys, no girls, in the classroom except for teachers who had some favoritism for some of the classmates.
Many of the guys were just cool but were brutally honest, as one case happened when a teacher called out to a student to answer a question, only to end up with the class laughing, and the teacher, disappointed, made him sit back down.
Most of the young boys attending the school have the least bit of interest in the lessons, and any of them having the interest only fail to apply the lessons in real life.
The days in the prestigious all-boys school were boring to the young boy; however, despite all of that, unique things happened in each school year.
Years go by so fast for the boy; he had school festivals and tournaments where classes compete with other classes, but to him, it was all fleeting because he did not choose for it to happen.
He still had fun despite all of those inevitable moments, but as he looked on, he never had the urge to be front.
Those events that played out were because he was dragged into it, and that is all.
Many boys indulged in sports, hangouts, work, slacking off, and misbehaving.
Every young boy in every year has one or more students to be the centre of attention, either playing around and not making any effort to behave, or behaving and being the smart one.
Since there were no girls, there were of course no childhood crushes or any incidents in which there were lecherous moments where there would be a representative young girl to be the brave one in keeping the boys in line.
The boy never felt any need to care about the business of his classmates because he was, perhaps selfish, not antisocial, but just did not understand the concept of friendship.
He never understood the meaning of connection, nor the reasons why people escape to school, because he never needed to or perhaps never understood the idea.
He was perhaps not a victim of domestic circumstances because in his home, his parents never did anything that made him rebel or feel superior to them.
Despite his dad wanting it, he was not able to be independent because he was not given a chance, or rather, he was given a chance but was given it easily without a second thought.
The whole mentality of the young boy was dependent and clueless, and because of this, he was never able to understand others except through his lens and what people told him.
He was not able to deal with anything and never once managed to make a single lasting friendship.
During his fourth year of elementary school, he went to school feeling drowsy and sad.
He does not hate school, but the idea of waking up in the early morning brings him dread.
He does not hate his life in school, but he can not deny that he hated commuting to school because of how tired he was.
He decided to go take a nap when he got to his desk in the early morning, and so he did.
He did not know how long it had been
He dreaded yet another school day of boring lessons that he had difficulty following, and to be able to avoid upsetting his parents.
He was about to close his eyes, wishing that he could have something fun happen to him.
"Hey, do you want to hang out with us?"
"What?"
"Yeah, hang out with us."
Out of nowhere, while he tried to fall asleep at his desk, a group of boys began to walk up to him, then began to invite him.
"Why do you want to hang out with me?"
The young boy answered, feeling skeptical and confused. Then the three boys answered.
"We can not find another member."
"Member?"
The young boy wondered what they meant.
"Yes, we wanted someone else to join us; our mommies wanted us to have a classmate join."
"Yes, the three of us are childhood friends, and our mommy said we need to invite someone else besides the three of us."
"Why did you pick me?"
"My parents disapproved of any friends we invited."
"Yeah, they said those guys are a bad influence, whatever that means."
The young boy could not understand, either, of course, despite all of their young age, because without them knowing or realizing, a prestigious school that is considered one of the top and is the highest private school will inevitably get some students from richer and posh families who show off their cool gadgets."
"So yeah, our mommy wants us to find someone."
"Then we saw you alone, so we picked you!"
"You want to join us, new friend?"
Of course, the young boy thought he was dreaming, but they did not seem to be joking.
"Yeah, ummmm, sure I can hang out."
"Great, now come on, let's play tag!"
""" Yeah!"
The three boys yelled out, all enthusiastic; they were loud, but regardless, the young boy was happy to be able to play and have fun with this group of boys.
The three boys who went up to him were not at all popular, but they were the kindest and friendliest to him; his parents even treated him like they were their son alongside the other guys.
He was now in a circle group, and he liked to hang out with them every day at school.
He was brought home one day to visit his friends, expecting them to be just the four of them, but a girl looking to be in middle school answered the door.
"Huh, who even are you, little guy?"
Then another girl popped up, looking to be in kindergarten.
"Are you our brother's friend?"
She was, of course, younger than him, and then another girl came to call the two of them in, and she looked to be in high school.
"So you are him, huh? You came to see him, right? Then follow me."
He was led into the house, which had many rooms, and looked so spacious.
"Our younger brother talked about you; he said you were kind and friendly, so he said."
"Yeah, but who are you?"
"I am his older sister, nice to meet you."
"Yes, nice to meet you."
"..."
"What?"
"Nothing, you do not seem to be interested in me."
The young boy was speechless after all, what the heck does she mean by being interested in her....do boys his age go after older women like her?
It is no lie she is attractive....except for the young boy who looked on, confused and lacking any understanding. After all, is it normal to have a crush on high school girls as an elementary boy?
"Yeah, you're not into big sister?!"
There was someone who commented who looked to be the younger sister of his friend. I mean, just what is happening.....he has heard of his friend's families not accepting any guy they brought home from school, but was this the reason why cause if it is, then what on earth happened when those other guys from school visited this place?
"No....."
Was the truth after all, he did not understand crushes or the feelings of love for others.
He may have heard of sex because that is a common thing to hear about lately when young.
Taboo words and actions such as sex, kidnapping, smoking, drinking alcohol, and making out were words he heard from others....not at school but in other places.
He was not exposed to it; discussions like these come and go, and he did not understand what was so good about sex, smoking, or drinking alcohol, since the concept of lust was absent.
Kidnapping was something his mother warned him about when he was young, as she told a story to him about instances, but he got so scared that he could not sleep, so his mother pampered and nuzzled him in her arms while his father smirked at them.
Making out was found in movies.
The drinking alcohol idea also came in movies, though he forgot when it started.
The middle school girl, his friend's older sister, seemed to watch me, confused and unattracted to them and smiled at him, then patted his head, which brought him more confusion.
"Okay, here we are, enjoy!"
The older sister, who looked to be in high school, waved him goodbye, and the three girls disappeared into their rooms.
He watched them leave, and then he decided to enter the room of his friends, and there he saw his three friends along with a group of boys and girls, either older or younger than them, crowding over the table.
Slam!
Was the response of the young boy who felt overwhelmed by the large number of people present in the room.
He stood in front of the door, wondering whether it was a good idea to do this.....he compared all of this to other moments when dealing with cousins.
He then felt nervous to enter again.
"Hey, bro, why did you slam the door?"
His friend opened the door and smiled at him in response.
"Sorry, who are those people?"
"'Family and friends of ours."""
Was the response of the three friends.
"Why are they here now? I thought it was just the four of us Guys?!"
"Hey, it was supposed to be; however, these guys decided to come in today instead of tomorrow because of personal circumstances."
"Sorry for not telling you, dude."
"But, hey, allow us to introduce them to you."
The family and friends of the three friends introduced themselves and smiled at him.
The younger ones either welcomed him or hid behind the older kids.
The older ones either stared at him or smiled at him, gesturing for him to come to them.
The young boy looked on and decided to give it a go.
So far, he did not hate this experience....at first, in all of this, he had difficulty talking to them, but eventually he was able to open up with them, albeit in stutters and long silences.
He observed the older and younger kids, and in the end, he felt happy.
They all included him in their games, and they all began to have fun together compared to the kids from school.
"He is better than those kids you invite."
"Yeah, you all mention that many times."
"He is so good to us."
"Big bro, could you help us with our homework?"
Everyone interacted with each other in a friendly manner; however, compared to the guys he observed from a distance, he felt he was included in the conversation, happy to be friends with these many people who seemed to cherish each other.