Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 15

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 15

 

 

5. Fairmont School

 

 

Johann stands in the spot where the teacher stepped back and looks at the small number of students.

‘The children I’ll be spending the next six months with.’

White, black, Asian.

The evenly mixed children are looking this way with expectant eyes.

Perhaps that’s why his heart is racing.

‘Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve stood in front of people like this.’

Johann smiled brightly.

“Hello? Nice to meet you all. Those who know might already know, but I’m Johann Jefferson from the Rocky Mountains. I don’t know much about the city so I might make mistakes, but I hope you’ll understand it’s not intentional. Please take care of me.”

Clap clap clap clap clap!

‘Emily, you’re so obvious.’

You can see her wanting to clap loudly but forcibly holding back.

“Yes. Thank you for the nice introduction. Would you like to go sit in that empty seat over there?”

“Yes, Teacher.”

As Johann heads to the empty seat and gives Emily a subtle wave, the two girls sitting around Emily’s eyes light up as they fidget excitedly.

“Hello?”

“Huh? Oh, oh. H-hello?”

The Asian boy sitting next to him, shorter than Johann himself.

“I’m Johann. Please take care of me.”

“M-Mason Moon. P-please take care of me.”

‘He seems a bit timid.’

Johann nods and greets the child sitting on his other side.

The teacher, having observed this, looks at the children in the class.

“Now, the opening ceremony will start soon, so everyone put down your bags and get ready to move to the auditorium.”

“Yes!”

Fairmont School’s spring semester had begun.

 

* * *

 

H&M U.S.A WEST located in San Francisco.

“Sales have increased?”

The regional customized shoot that he honestly thought would be meaningless.

He thought it would be better to bundle that money and focus on the new clothing lines coming out in spring.

‘Even if the economy has gotten difficult, people still need to wear clothes and dress their children.’

Teenagers and people in their twenties who are sensitive to fashion.

As long as these people, who are H&M’s main consumer target group, exist, there might be momentary sales drops, but they shouldn’t go bankrupt.

Of course, even those momentary sales drops were painful, but he thought they could recover anytime once the economy improved.

‘Until then, I thought it would be difficult no matter what we did…’

He thought sales would only temporarily rise when seasons changed.

But headquarters’ decision was right. Sales rose by a whopping 4 percent compared to last month.

A 6 percent increase compared to the same month last year.

These were numbers that couldn’t be overlooked.

“Most of it came from children’s clothing.”

“From children’s clothing?”

That’s ridiculous. Children’s clothing is one of the lineups where sales drop first when the economy isn’t good.

Since children’s clothes don’t fit anymore once they grow taller in the blink of an eye, when finances get tight, parents make them wear clothes as long as possible until they can buy new ones.

But for children’s clothing sales to actually increase was hard to believe.

The branch manager of H&M’s U.S. West division looks at the documents again.

“Sales of specific products are particularly notable.”

Just a few pieces of clothing were driving the sales increase in the children’s clothing line.

“It’s thanks to a model that senior photographer Henri Robert contacted at the LA field site. His name is Johann. He’s a model from Rocky Management based in LA. He seems to be acquainted with Giselle Buncheon as well.”

Rustle!

The branch manager turns the page.

“As expected of Henri Robert…”

Photographer Henri Robert, who knows how to process raw gems into the most beautiful jewels, so much so that numerous high fashion brands like Chanel covet him.

He had found another incredible raw gem this time.

‘He turned an ordinary school uniform that you can find anywhere into a fashion statement.’

Even though it’s a photo taken by a non-professional with a mobile phone, it’s still shining. Not just the boy named Johann, but even the middle-aged people photographed with him.

Johann was making it happen.

‘Where did such a monster come from…’

He gets goosebumps for a moment.

“Send an exclusive contract for 1 year, no, 3 years. We’ll bring him over before other brands like Zara snatch him up. And prepare documents to include the clothing line that this child model Johann wore in this year’s spring new collection.”

This means the clothes Johann wore and photographed in will be distributed not just in the West, but throughout all of America.

“Yes!”

After the person giving the report leaves, the branch manager looks at Johann’s photos again and laughs as if amused.

“Not all Asians have small eyes after all.”

Asians with low noses and small eyes.

That was the prejudice the West had when looking at Asians, but all those prejudices were being shattered.

After examining Johann’s photos for a while longer, he soon brought over other documents and began reviewing them.

 

* * *

 

-Lastly…

‘How many times has he said “lastly”?’

The principal who has been continuing his speech for 15 minutes already.

His pupils lose focus. His head becomes fuzzy, and yawns try to escape through his closed nose and mouth.

‘Is it just me?’

Johann looks at Emily sitting next to him.

“Emily, wake up.”

“Mmph. I wasn’t sleeping.”

-I hope everyone will continue to work hard on their studies this semester as well.

“Waaaaaaah!”

Applause pours out.

Johann looks at the principal’s face full of satisfaction and sighs.

‘He’ll probably do this at the next opening ceremony too.’

That principal person had no idea what this applause really meant.

“Next time I should think of a way to escape.”

This one time was enough experience.

Johann seriously contemplates as he stands up following the other people rising from their seats.

Whoosh!

As they exit the auditorium used as a gymnasium, he’s greeted by cool wind, blue sky, and a wide expanse of green lawn.

Johann looks at the campus buildings with beige exterior walls and orange roofs.

‘Private and public schools are different indeed.’

The appearance is different from the public schools attended by characters like ‘The One Who Became a Star’ and others who were born and raised in America.

The faces of the teachers leading them are full of leisure, and the students are just chatting with friends without any thought of sneaking off somewhere.

Unlike most public schools, everything here is just bright.

‘Is it even more so because they’re preps?’

Preparatory School, shortened to Prep School – the word “prep” comes from private schools that aim for college admission.

Neat and sincere-looking wealthy upper-class children are called preps, or preppies.

The children here were born into wealthy families and grew up without knowing poverty, so they might be this bright and relaxed.

Just as Johann thought, when he arrived back at class, sparkling eyes pierced his entire body.

They worry that he might get scared if they approach.

‘They’re good kids.’

It seems Larry’s worries were just worries after all.

“Johann!”

When he stood up at Emily’s call, gazes and footsteps followed him.

“Say hello. These are my friends Joy Brown and Lucy Miller.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yeah. They were the first to send friend requests. I read the messages they left on my Fatalbook well. Brown, Miller. I’m Johann Jefferson.”

It was a “Who are you?” comment.

When Johann smiled gently, Joy and Lucy became momentarily dazed.

“Wow. I think I’m suddenly going to fall in love, Emily.”

“Nice to meet you! I’m Lucy Miller! But did you really live alone with wolves in the Rocky Mountains without parents?”

“Lucy!”

Emily was startled and tried to stop her, but Johann smiled warmly. He didn’t sense any malice in her eyes.

“Yeah. I don’t remember exactly from what age though.”

“Wooow!”

That answer seemed to be the catalyst.

“Then did you really hunt animals? Weren’t you scared?”

“How did you live in winter?”

“Wasn’t it hard? What other animals did you see besides wolves?”

“You speak English well. How did you learn English?”

The children in class who had been waiting for a chance to ask questions threw their questions at him.

“Everyone stop!”

Everyone looked at Emily.

“What are you all doing! If you ask questions all at once like that, Johann will get scared!”

“Huh? Oh, right. S-sorry.”

The children were flustered. That included Joy and Lucy, who were supposed to be her friends.

Seeing this, Emily realized her mistake, but it was already too late.

‘My, my image…’

Her confident, aloof, and cool image.

The image she had worked hard to build so she wouldn’t be looked down upon as a transfer student was shattered.

When her eyes reddened from embarrassment, Johann took her hand.

“Thank you for standing up for me, Emily. And could you ask questions one at a time? I still find it difficult to talk with multiple people.”

“Oh, sorry. We were only thinking of ourselves. I’m really sorry.”

“I’m sorry too.”

The children’s gazes shifted from Emily to Johann.

Johann recalled the questions they had asked one by one and answered them, and the children quickly became absorbed in Johann’s story.

“And since I don’t know much about the city, I rely on Emily a lot.”

“Wow.”

A story like a movie.

Someone’s eyes welled up with tears, someone breathed more heavily through their nose.

‘Emily must think of Johann as a younger brother.’

‘Then her behavior just now makes sense.’

Emily, who had always been confident, aloof, and cool, making it hard to approach her, seemed to have become a bit more friendly.

Emily, who had been flustered by the change in their gazes, soon sent a grateful look.

That was the moment.

The door opened with a rattle and boys entered.

“Emily!”

“…Flash.”

Not only Emily but other children frowned, but the boy called Flash approached Emily as if he couldn’t see and put his arm around her shoulder.

“Did you have a good vacation? Didn’t you miss me?”

“…Get off, Flash.”

“Oh. Sorry, sorry.”

The boy who wasn’t sorry at all discovered Johann standing next to Emily and narrowed his eyes.

“Who’s this?”

“Oh, I’m…”

“Ah, you’re that Mowgli! You lived with wolves in the Rocky Mountains, right? So did you really kill animals too? Did you kill monkeys? Did they go ‘ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh’ when they died?”

“Puhahahat!”

At his ridiculous gestures, the boys who came with him burst into laughter.

“Flash!”

“Why? I can ask if I’m curious. Right, friend?”

The boy took a step closer.

With his solid body that seemed to work out and his height that was a head and a half taller, he looked down mockingly and pressured him to answer quickly.

‘Well, there had to be kids like this.’

Money might create leisure, but it doesn’t create character.

Rather, it would have been unnatural if there wasn’t even one kid like this.

Johann looked at Emily.

“Emily, he’s disrespecting me right now, right?”

“…Yeah. Don’t hold back, Johann.”

“Thanks. Hey.”

Johann called the boy and jumped up.

And he struck his throat with his fist.

Thwack!

“Gak! Kup! Urgh!”

What just happened?

His throat hurt as if it would tear, and he couldn’t breathe.

He couldn’t come to his senses.

At that moment, something caught his knee and his body floated up.

Thud!

‘Kuk!’

His surprise was brief.

His chest became heavy and fingers touched his throat.

His whole body stiffened.

The boy’s time stopped as he looked at Johann with eyes full of tears.

Eyes that were indifferent beyond cold.

“You seemed curious about how I hunted there, so I’ll show you. Emily, could you give me a pen?”

“H-here!”

Johann took the pen and pressed it against the boy’s carotid artery.

“First, stab the carotid artery here if possible.”

“Kup! Kkeup!”

‘D-don’t!’

The gentle voice pierced his ears.

He couldn’t move his body.

“Or you could go straight for the lungs. Prey with punctured lungs dies slowly. As blood fills the lungs, they gradually drown.”

There was no need to only target the heart.

There were plenty of ways to kill a beast.

“But then…”

“That’s when my family steps in.”

Growling as they leisurely approach to bite the neck and legs.

“Like this.”

Chomp!

“Ahhh!”

“Then no one gets hurt…”

“Good heavens! What are you children doing!”

Johann licked his lips at the sight of the teacher’s pale face.

 

* * *

 

The Principal of Fairmont School presses his brow.

Johann Jefferson. The wolf boy who set LA ablaze last month.

The student he had approved for transfer, coveting the title of turning Mowgli into a human being, had caused trouble.

And on his first day of transfer, the first day of the semester at that.

His opponent was Flash Thompson, the ace of the Baseball Club.

Something that should never happen at the prestigious Fairmont School had occurred.

‘What should I do with this child?’

Slurp!

The Principal stares intently at Johann, who sips warm cocoa as if unaware of the gravity of the situation.

Knock knock knock!

“The guardians have arrived.”

“Flash!”

“Father!”

“Johann!”

Larry and Ada glance at Johann before checking Flash’s condition and let out sighs.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to be seriously injured.

‘It’s because you said something unnecessary!’

Larry desperately avoids Ada’s gaze.

How could he have known Johann would cause trouble on the very first day of the semester?

But he believes it. That Johann would never resort to violence carelessly.

“I’m Larry Jefferson, Johann’s guardian.”

“I’m Ada Wong.”

“I’m Michael Thompson, this boy Flash’s Father.”

As they exchange greetings while suppressing their anger, the Principal speaks up.

“Now that the guardians have arrived, let’s hear what happened.”

Everyone’s attention turns to Johann and Flash.

Johann looks at Flash.

Flash turns his head away when their eyes meet.

“I, I didn’t do anything wrong! I was just curious and asked a few questions, but he suddenly…!”

Hit me.

“So that’s what happened.”

Flash’s Father, a thin man with forward head posture, pushes up his glasses as all eyes turn to Johann.

Johann regretfully sets down his cocoa.

“So you’re that Mowgli. Have you killed monkeys too? Do they go ‘oook oook’ when they die?”

As Johann mimics a monkey with an expressionless face, the Principal’s Office falls silent.

“These are the words and actions your white son directed at me, an Asian.”

The adults’ faces turn pale and red.

Racial discrimination.

Flash’s Father’s expression completely changes.

“Flash Thompson!”

“I, I!”

Smack!

‘Wow.’

A person—Flash—went flying behind the sofa.

 

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