Michael was so right. His father began showing him off and introducing him to the principal and teachers as his son.
Like it was a normal ritual. The teachers acted more by bowing and chanting 'I respect you sir" and 'I admire you sir". Being petty all the time.
'Have you met with Clara? Hope you haven't told her your identity?" his father said in hushes when the teacher gave him some space.
He nodded only as another teacher strikes a conversation with his dad. He hoped his father would just leave so he'll hurry and settle the problem with Claudia.
He saw some juniors running around with a mop and a bucket cheering about something. 'How could someone kill a cat and spill its blood all over?" a girl amongst them had cried.
The rest shook their head and kept of rushing towards the hallway near the garden. He wanted to run after them but held himself. Perhaps Claudia was covering everything up.
But the reason why still bothered him very much. He hung his head in shame for his action