As the class continued, and Rudy's thoughts were consud by the upcoming eting in the staffroom, the classroom door swung open. In walked Eric, his entrance drawing the attention of everyone in the room, including Rudy.
Rudy couldn't help but be taken aback by the sight of Eric. He looked vastly different from the friend he rembered from their high school days. Eric now appeared more robust, strong, and confident, with a commanding presence that was hard to ignore. It was as if he had transford into a more self-assured version of himself.
As Eric approached Rudy's desk, they exchanged a brief nod of acknowledgnt.
Rudy, understanding the potential implications of his inquiries, decided not to press further on Eric's transformation. He had to be cautious, as asking about the change might indeed raise suspicion.
Instead, he focused on the ongoing class and the events of the day, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the subtle and not-so-subtle differences he was encountering in this version of his high school experience. The mysteries of this altered worldline continued to occupy his thoughts, leaving him with a sense of curiosity and wonder about the unfolding events.
After the school hours ca to an end, the hallways of the high school were deserted, save for the distant echoes of students engaging in their various clubs and daily practices. Rudy, having left the classroom, made his way to the washroom to relieve himself.
Once he was done, he headed toward the staffroom, where he was scheduled to et Rize. Any other student might have been filled with dread and anxiety at the prospect of visiting the staffroom, as it often ant punishnt or additional assignnts. However, Rudy walked with a sense of calm confidence. He believed he had done nothing wrong and had every reason to face the eting with ease.
As he approached the staffroom door, he took a deep breath and knocked gently. When Rize's voice invited him in, he entered with a composed deanor, ready to address any matter she wished to discuss.
When Rudy entered the staffroom, he couldn't help but notice that it was unusually quiet, with none of the other teachers present. His curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, "Where is everyone, Ms.Rize?"
Rize, who was seated at her desk, looked up and responded curtly, "They're all in a eting."
Rudy, his inquisitiveness unrelenting, ventured further, "Oh, I see. Were you not invited to the eting?"
Her expression darkened, and she retorted, "That's none of your concern, Rudy."
Rize then decided to get to the point and asked, "Do you know why I called you to the staffroom?"
Rudy shook his head, his brow furrowing in confusion. "I haven't the slightest idea."
Rize's stern glare fell upon him, and she told him bluntly, "I called you here because you dared to call by my na."
Rudy stood his ground, refusing to back down. "Nas are supposed to be called by nas," he repeated firmly.
"Don't act so smart. If you apologize to , I won't take it to the principal's office."
"I am not going to apologize."
Rudy remained steadfast, refusing to offer an apology as Rize had demanded. He repeated his assertion, "You always use your powers and authority to insult and disrespect in the middle of the class, Ms.Rize."
Rize, though still displeased with his response, couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Her stern expression softened, and she fell silent, her thoughts a whirlwind of unspoken feelings. She couldn't bring herself to admit that her actions were motivated by a hidden desire to get Rudy's attention. In truth, Rize had developed a habit of calling Rudy out in the middle of her class whenever she noticed him talking with Alice, all under the guise of jealousy.
Rize's glare softened as she went quiet, unable to admit her true intentions. She realized that her actions might have co across as insulting and disrespectful to Rudy, even though that had never been her true intention. In the staffroom, Rudy decided to take an unconventional approach to address the situation. Crouching down to be at the sa eye level as Rize, he caught her by surprise. She looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Rudy, what are you doing?"
Rudy gazed into her eyes, his voice calm but determined. "Rize, I want to ask you sothing. Do you believe in ti travel?"
Rize's brows furrowed in confusion at the sudden shift in the conversation. "Ti travel?" she asked. "What does that have to do with anything we were just talking about?"
Rudy took a deep breath and continued, "I need you to understand sothing, Rize. I've ti-traveled from the future to the past."
Rize rolled her eyes in disbelief and scoffed, "Ti travel? Rudy, you can't be serious. This is just too far-fetched."
But Rudy didn't waver, and he stayed in the staffroom, determined to make her believe. He explained, "I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's the truth. I've experienced things that couldn't have happened in the past. I've seen events play out differently, like our conversation just now. You called out in the past, but I rember it differently."
Rize's skepticism remained, but there was a glimr of curiosity in her eyes. "And why would you ti travel, Rudy?"
Rudy replied, "I don't know the reason yet, but I'm here to figure it out. And I need your help, Rize, to understand the changes that have occurred in this worldline."
Rize, still skeptical but intrigued by Rudy's claims of ti travel, decided to challenge him. She wanted a solid proof that he had indeed traveled from the future. With a hint of amusent, she told Rudy, "All right, if you really are from the future, let's see if you can prove it.
Rudy pondered her request, wondering how he could convince her. "What kind of proof are you looking for?" he asked.
Rize thought for a mont and then said, "I'm going to take a surprise test soon. Guess the date of the test."
Rudy furrowed his brow, his expression one of genuine uncertainty. "Why would I rember the date of a test, Rize? It's not sothing important enough to be rembered."
Rize fell silent, seemingly contemplating another question. After a few seconds, she asked, "Alright, how about this? Predict for , who's going to win the next World Cup?"
Rudy chuckled softly and replied, "Rize, I was never interested in sports, so I have no idea who won the World Cup."
Rize let out a weary sigh, her skepticism growing. She scolded Rudy, "You're wasting my ti, Rudy. If you don't have a way to prove your claim, you should leave."
Rudy, with a hint of a mischievous smile, said, "There is sothing I know that could prove my claim."
Still skeptical but amused, Rize asked, "And what is that, Rudy?"
Rudy leaned in closer and whispered, "You like , Rize. That's why you always call out in class, to get my attention."
Rize's eyes widened in surprise, and her cheeks flushed slightly. She was caught off guard by Rudy's revelation. For a mont, she didn't know how to respond, but the truth in Rudy's words left her with a sense of vulnerability and uncertainty. Rize stamred, "Wha... What are you talking about, Rudy?"
The revelation had left Rize utterly embarrassed. Her face turned bright red, and she yelled at Rudy in an attempt to hide her embarrassnt. "You're harassing a teacher, Rudy! Using such improper words!" Her threat, under ordinary circumstances, would have been legitimate, but in this case, it was not.
Rudy simply chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, unfazed by Rize's outburst. He leaned closer to Rize and said with a mischievous grin, "Well, I know I'm right."
His confidence continued as he recounted an unexpected mory. "You even kissed on the lips once, Rize. It was after you had finished your job as a trainee in the school."
Rize's glare intensified, and for once, she found herself at a loss for words. She couldn't comprehend what was happening, torn between wondering if Rudy was telling the truth and grappling with the implications if he truly had ti traveled.
Rudy moved his hand towards Rize and gently caressed her face, a wry smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad we're both alive," he said softly.
Their eyes locked, the mood in the room growing more intense. However, their intimate mont was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a door opening and a teacher walking into the classroom. They quickly adjusted their positions, concealing the heated atmosphere.
Rudy, breaking the silence, told Rize, "I need ti to rember everything, Rize. I promise I'll prove that I truly have ti-traveled."
With that, he left the staffroom, leaving Rize with a flushed face and a fluttering heart, her thoughts in disarray as she grappled with the unexpected revelations and the unspoken emotions that had surfaced during their encounter.
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