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The Future: Operation Star_01, Part 2: Nur Fira

The newly built high school next to one of the most prestigious universities, New Kuala Lumpur High School welcomes the arrivals of their students.
One student in particular, Damon Irons walks into the school premise casually while looking to his left and right.
“Where are these guys?”
“Cepatlah, kang nanti cikgu marah.”, said one student who was rushing.
“Holy crap, I’ll get scolded if I’m late again.”, as he too rushes into his class.
Damon’s homeroom teacher, Mister Daily entered the class with a gloomy look on his face. (He was always tired and seemed lazy). He normally wears a light yellow colored collar shirt with his every plain slack pants but today, he looks dressed up for clubbing; smart looking suit with a tie to go with it.
“Today, I’d like to welcome a new student who will joining in our class”, said Mister Daily as he keeps his attendance book on the teachers’ desk. He then proceeds to ask the new student to enter by waving his hand, signalling to ‘come in’.
The new student comes in and “Dear lord she looks fine as hell”, said Damon to himself.
“She just transferred from Sabah so please be kind to her.”, as Mister Daily welcomes his new student.
“Hello everyone, I am Nur Fira but you can call me Fira for short.”.
Everyone was in awe at her beauty, well just the boys who were at awe at her beauty. The girls however were either about to eat her alive or happy that another female student is in the class. Fira has a very fair complexion and she is quite tall for a girl of her age. She could almost match Damon in terms of height. An added bonus to her physical appearance is that her personality seems so lady-like. Grace and fragile. She also seems sport a copper-brownish hair color. Class 4-2 has about 3 to 1 ratio with the boys being the majority of the lot.
“Fira you can take a sit beside Damon behind there.”, said Mister Daily as he points her the seat.
She makes her way gracefully to her seat while all eyes were on her.
“Now then kids, lets get back to business”, said Mister Daily.
Fira took her seat and tries to make herself more comfortable by bringing out her utensils and textbook.
Damon tried to get attention but after a few attempts he managed to got through, “Pssttt... Hey.. Hey.. Fira? Psst... You can call me Damon.”
Fira then replied, “It’s best if we focus first. We can chit chat later.”, with a smile along with it.
Just moments after the school bell rang, students quickly make their way to the canteen to get their food earlier before the others could. Damon then continued to make a good impression on the new student.
“Where were we? Oh yeah! Okay, you can call me Damon and I assume I can only call you Fira unless you want me to call you by your full name?”, he said.
“Fira is fine. You sure are active.”
“Yeah, I kinda get that a lot but hey since there’s a new student so I might as well be friendly, right?”.
Fira arranges her stuff neatly on her table before heading out of the class. Damon was right beside her asking her tons of questions regarding about her transfer and most of her answers are:
“My family decided to move into the big city.”
He then goes on about the Naturals going crazy and that the cops are taking aggressive actions regarding the matter. He also added in his experience at the bank days before where he witnessed a metallic man robbed the bank and was taken out by a girl on fire.
“I mean seriously, isn’t it cool to have powers. Wish I had one”, said Damon to Fira while chewing his sweet bun.
“Your point is?”
“All I’m saying is, not all Naturals are bad guys plus some of them live normal lives but I wished I had a power like them though.”
“People will just look at you in fear knowing you have powers. Do you seriously want that to accompany you for the rest of life?”
“If it’s a price I’m willing to pay then why not.”, he continues eating his sweet bun.
After school has ended, Fira was nowhere to be seen soon after. It was as if she disappeared in a blink of an eye.

“Was just about to hangout with her. Oh well.”, was what Damon thought.

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