“It is because you’ll never know what’s inside the box -- unless you will open it with your own very hands”

1st Quarter

2nd Quarter

3rd Quarter

Finals

Those are the usual grading periods that a normal student will look forward to. But, that’s not the case for Willord Castle High -- every 1st quarter is a make or break for the students. Will I get the badge for the midnight class? Will I even have the chance to become part of the class? Those are the usual questions you would hear the students ask.

Student 1: “Will they even release the reviewers where we can get an idea how to get in that class?”

Student 2: “Nope, not sure… I don’t think they will -- they won’t”

While the rest were too busy reviewing, some were too busy gossiping about random stuff -- or folks… Alright just one folk…

Student 1: “God what d fak is she wearin.?”

Student 2 looked around and found a goth girl in the corner, prolly reviewing but she never can make a guess. She was wearing sunny eyewear that captured everyone’s attention.

Student 3: ”They say she is being possessed, cursed… That stupid lil arrgghhh -- she’s getting into my nerves”

Student 2: “Hey, just focus on the review will you? She’s not doing any harm on you. If that’s her style -- be it”

Student 2 walked out and left, leaving the other students reviewing and gossiping at the same time.

Office of the Campus President

(While everyone is busy taking their exams)

Secretary Wang: “I think they were all identified. The first 4 entered the academy with the knowledge that they are different from the others.”

President Winsford: “I think we are ready…” he gave a minimal smirk as he gave a signal on the exam proctors.

Secretary Wang pressed the button and looked at the surveillance available in the rooms of the exam takers. 

(In the next few minutes the chosen students will hear a long tingling sound that will make them spaced out, sometimes it can be delusional. After the brain wracking effect they will return to their test papers and will notice the item #12 blank)

Secretary Wang: “By this time, unconsciously they will be writing their potentials there”

Classroom A

Homeroom Teacher: “Hey, Unix are you okay?”

Unix felt so much pain in his head and it lasted for a very short time. It didn't take that long but he felt the pain so damn hard. He struggled for a moment but realized that he has an exam to complete. 

“Thanks Ms. Rose, I don;t know what happened”

Ms. Rose: “You must be staying up late doing reviews. This is the last one that you need to complete, just go to the clinic after this”

Unix thanked his teacher again, looked around and noticed that everyone is still doing their business as if none of them experienced that same thing and heard the same sound except for one.

Ms. Rose: “Last 2 minutes class -- blah blah blah”

Unix returned to his paper, quickly browsed to it and noticed the item number 12. 

“What?”

He was just staring at it, staring so hard and trying to figure things out. 

Ms. Rose: “Unix? Unix? -- Unix!”

Unix freaked out as he heard the teacher’s voice. He was trembling and still looking at his paper, he looked around and almost everyone’s gone.

“Ms. Rose” he whispered

“I can’t seem to read the item number 12, I was trying to answer it but i think it is too blurry. There could be something wrong in my eyes.” he said while explaining himself, he handed the test paper to his teacher with his confused and worried eyes.

Ms. Rose: “This seems okay to me Unix!” she gave him a tap on her shoulder to give him comfort and collected his paper

“You know after this go to the clinic and have yourself checked. I am always impressed with how you are managing your career and schooling. But, I think you are getting tired now --” she gave him a reassuring smile and gave a signal that he can go and visit the clinic already.

Before going out of the classroom Unix looked back at his teacher and said thank you again.

“This seems to be strange, what the heck is going on?”

There were students picked up by the school guardians and accompanied to a never before seen classroom in the campus. Inside you would see a total of six grade 12 students sitting. Some were confused, some were patiently waiting and some -- just simply don’t care.

“Does anyone know why we are here?”

Student A: “Unix right?” 

A girl with lovely pink hair sits right next to Unix, she looks calm and seems like she knows what’s happening.

“Yep, I am Unix Yeerum from class A” he replied “Do you know exactly what’s happening?” he asked

The girl looked straight ahead and confidently said “Nope! Don’t know (she chuckled) but, I think we are in a good place -- a good spot”

They chatted for a moment while the rest were doing their own thing. A minute before the clock struck 12 Unix saw a familiar face. 

It was her… He uttered on top of his head.

“So everyone is here and I just can;t wait to welcome everyone!” A loud, manly and authoritative voice came in that borne a face that looks familiar with all of them.

“You are Mr. Richivarit!? The professor that interviewed me during the entrance week” said the guy that sat in the middle front row.

“Yes! That was me Mr. Xi (he smiled) I ran the test and interview with you and same with everyone in this room” they all looked around and started to check everyone’s faces

“Unlike the usual first day of the class I will not ask for a formal from everyone --  at least not this time. We will get to that in no time” he gave a signal to the guardians standing at the back and they started handing a folder to the students.

“The reason why you guys are here is because you guys are the chosen students to become part of the Midnight Class” he started his introduction and pointed to the guy sitting at the back “Mr.Xảnāc, what is the first thing you noticed in this session?” he paused and waited

All of them looked at the back, waiting for the answer from this guy…

“Time’s frozen” he said

“Tell me more” Mr. Richivarit’s all ears with this smart good looking student

Fight Xảnāc cleared his throat and continued “When the clock struck 12 it got stuck there”

“That’s true, at first I was thinking that it could be the clock. But, after the guardians handed us the folders I noticed they went gone right away after stepping out the door” the girl added from Fight’s answer

“I like the observations Fight and Rachini!” he said while smiling

“Rach, please call me Rach” she said

“Ow okay, I’ll keep that in mind… (started walking towards the other end of the room) What else?” Mr. Richivarit asked

“I am thinking, we are in the parallel world” Gon said without looking at Mr. Richivarit

The rest of the students looked at him and some were really shocked.

“It was just a guess. You can’t keep a class who does the daylight study and run another whole set by midnight. Right?” he said and finally looked at his professor

Mr. Richivarit clapped and it was evident how happy and satisfied with the student’s answer “The Midnight Class is happening at midnight and to keep everyone’s sanity, strength and mind stability we are running the class with your parallel personality. Meaning your body and mind in the real world get to sleep and this version of you are the ones attending this class.” he made his way to the front and officially introduced himself.

“Nice meeting everyone! I am Korn Richivarit, the professor of the warrior’s class and my core potential is being able to open the parallel world for myself and for others. For the next few days or weeks I will be expecting you to formally introduce yourself the way I have done it myself earlier” the discussion continues…

Chosen students are being called warriors because of the belief that they will be the key to success for the country, globally and the world.

Warriors are known as Alphas, the leaders, the successful ones and the winners.

They should complete the ordinary classes (with tons of privileges for being warriors).

They should pass all of their exams (but the priority is to become good and expert with their potentials).

They should not let the non warriors be aware/informed of all the things they are doing during the midnight class.

They will be categorized as the special scholars of Willord Castle High and represent the school with pride and extraordinary performances at all costs.

A warrior, will always be a WARRIOR!

“Hi! My name is Unix Yeerum! And my ability is ---”

Back Story

(There was scorching heat and everyone’s busy, they were picking up one bag to another and keeping the phasing up for this project)

Director: “Yes that’s the face! I LLOOOVVVEEEEE THAT!! -- Gimme more baby! Gimme MORE!!!”

The lightmans were all focusing in one direction, there was a beaming spotlight and when you look closer you will see a good looking girl… Hmmm when you look closer you will see a good looking guy -- girl? A guy!?

Photographer: “Change angle Ranma! Give us your playful side” shouted the direction while showing a satisfied smile.

How was it working with Ranma? - Ranma is very professional! It is always easy work for everyone!

How was it working with Ranma? - As a stylist, having such Ranma in a set like this is the best we could ask for.

How was it working with Ranma? - As a make up artist, I feel like almost everyone is envious of my team cause we work really really close with Ranma!

“Hey everyone! Good day good day good day!!! My name is Unix Yeerum and I am very excited to meet you all!” he cheerfully greeted everyone and flashed a smile.

“Wow wow wow! What a breath of fresh air! How are you?” the lady sitting across Unix asked

“Been well, busy but surviving” he said casually

“Everyone seems to love you here and even gave you a nickname!” she threw a follow up question

“Yep! (he burst out laughing)They do call me Ranma -- yah know the anime series Ranma ½ blah blah blah” he explained and shared some details about it and everyone around seems to like it -- hearing him talk, seeing him smile and to bond with them “I think that makes me their number one choice!” he added.

“It does Unix, having an androginous beauty is such an advantage -- I must say!” she said while nodding together with the crowd “Soooo, we are wondering -- do you have any moments where you still feel shy? (she paused for a moment) you know -- you kinda grew up in this setup and watching your clips at work it seems you can conquer it all!” she said and looked at him with full attention.

I do! To be exact -- I do feel shy to just a very specific person (he said on top of his head).

Unix’s POV

There she is, wearing the same glasses. The rest of the world is looking after her (judging her) while she is just sitting there looking towards the future. She looks frightened but, still continuing. 

I hope to get close to her, to check on her -- ask her if she is okay or if I could get close and be her friend.

Haaiiissttt Unix!!! Just go and approach her! (My angel side whispers)

Nope! She is too delicate, you are too loud! (My demonic side responded)

While I was busy talking to myself I heard such commotions.

“Give it back!” she said with anger “Give me back my shades!!!” she was begging

Girl 1: “You are such a freak! FREAK!!!”

Girl 2: “Why are you always wearing this? Why are they allowing you to do this fckin thing?”

They pushed her and broke her shades. Yes! She is wearing shades -- always. When the other girl was about to hit her … …

“What do you girls are doing!?” I blocked (Cover her) and looked at the girls. What am I doing? (I asked myself) 

“Like who the fak are you?” the other girl yelled at me “Girl just fak off! -- this is not your business!!!” she pushed me and of course, that didn’t do the trick…

“Well I am not sure what brings you here, your gang here… But, I am sure what you are doing is against the school rule --” I said

Girl 3: “You’re just good with your mouth!” she lifted her fist and made her way to give me a blow. I was able to catch it --

“I am good with my mouth, that’s true… But, violence is my specialty” I gave her a smirk and looked at her

They went off, I might have scared them so much that I no longer need to ask them to leave.

“You don’t have too… But, thank you!” 

I heard a very soft voice coming from my back She was there

I said she doesn’t have too -- I mean to thank me coz I just did the right thing. We talked a bit and we made our way to the locker area.

“Wait for me here --” I left her at the locker area’s entrance and went on my stuff real quick. “Here! (I handed her my shades, I kinda have a few in my locker)” she looked at me full of surprise.

“Ahmm you don’t have too!” she said

“I have too -- yours was broken.. (I grabbed her hand and gave the shades) I am honestly curious (I paused) you have very lovely eyes, face. But, you are always covering them with these shades.” she looked at me with smiling eyes, my heart skipped for a moment.

“About the shades --” she uttered

“Nope! (I interrupted her) If you are not comfortable in sharing, you don’t really have too.” I smiled 

“You know what for someone who can catch a punch, you are sweet --  you are kind and such a perfect girl! Very pretty girl!” she said…

I was lost for a moment with what she said. The bell rang that was why I can no longer ask her

When I was walking down the hallway I spaced out… I walked past the glass room, I felt a cold sweat running down my face --

What the heck!!!

I got frozen from what I saw… Flashed back those words the girl mentioned earlier

Girl just fak off!

You are kind and such a perfect girl! Very pretty girl!

I was preoccupied while walking and bumped into one of the girls who bullied the girl wearing shades.

“Why do you look so shocked?” the girl asked, I have no response.

“Unix are you okay?” she asked again

“What did you say?” I asked “I mean --”

“Of Course we know your name, you are Unix Yeerum! Everyone knows you!” she said with a very sweet voice “Are you okay?”

I am back again? I asked myself… “Oww I am sorry!” I looked around and noticed that everyone’s looking at me, she was there as well wearing the shades I gave her. “I am just feeling under the weather -- sorry again” I told the girl in front of me.

The class ended as usual and things went out just fine… I was about to head home when I saw her standing in the parking post.

“Hey, it is you!” she said

I was shocked that she approached me first “Ahmm yes, Hi! (I paused as I noticed the change in my voice) I am just waiting here…” 

“I forgot to introduce myself earlier -- I am C Fị, just call me C” she gestured for a handshake and I extended my hand “What’s your name?”

I am lost for words -- “Ahmm My name is --” I was about to say my name but we heard someone calling her she excused herself and ran away.

I held my chest as I got inside my car…

“Are you okay Unix?” Mr. Wobblie asked

I just gave him a smile and looked out of the window. Am I hallucinating? I asked myself Why is this happening? I whispered.

1st quarter is up, I felt so under the weather during the exam. Went to the clinic and I initially planned on resting but I saw C outside the clinic. She approached me, casually, I am no longer surprised I knew she saw a girl again, we hang out often and I felt really great…

“Why did you help me by the way? Yah know the first time we met?” she asked while handing me the banana milk, her favorite.

I leaned on the cafeteria couch and said “Cause I saw you… You were preparing your fist and I knew you could beat them all up” I laughed and looked at her, she smiled and pinched me playfully.

“So it was them that you were helping then?” she gave me a grumpy look

I gave her a look, i muffled and felt nervous “Ahhmmm --” she burst out laughing and held my hand

“No one really approached me, helped or even shown concern to me (She pressed my hand) I am glad you did” she said

Her words pierced right through me, I felt guilt… I need to tell her, I should…

Days passed by and the result of the assessment was revealed. I was asked to visit a class that was scheduled by 12mn, when Mr. Richivarit explained the Class of Warriors things were getting clearer, this could be the answer.