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School is about performance.

And Roxas manages to shine.

It was simple.

School is an institution that tests one's ability to retain information and follow directions. And he finds that people's inability to do this is due to the lack of structure in their lives.

He feels his classmates' eyes knife onto his back. He pretends this doesn't bother him and recites the answer accordingly from his workbook. The teacher nods and smiles. He sits back down and waits until no one else knows the answer.

And that is his role. He is their savior. He doesn't answer questions because he pities his peers. He answers questions because he is meant to save them. Without him, the classroom would never make progress. So he saves everyone, saves them from feeling shame and embarrassment, and gives the correct answer.

He thinks that students will continue building the future and in order to accomplish this, students have to learn. They are meant to be productive. Students that aren't disciplined will bring down the productivity of the class. Therefore, the teacher will have to repeat information for those that are behind and prevent other students, like him, to move forward.

Thus, to help the teacher reach their intended goal for the end of the year, he answers their questions. Roxas believes in ethics and he thinks that if he's going to move towards the future then he might as well bring his peers along.

He stares at the board, watching the teacher write an assignment for those she felt weren't listening too well.

Although their heads are bent towards their notebooks and their pencils are scratching the surface of their papers, he feels the aura of animosity begin to cloud together. He feels like it will choke him if he breathes in any deeper.

He doesn't understand why his peers dislike him. He is their savior. He is selfless in his actions because he wants them to learn. He wants them to succeed. He wants them to be productive. He wants them to make society proud. He wants them to reach the crescendo in the song that is their lives. He wants them…

…to be just like him.

Even though he can recite the assignment verbatim, he takes his pencil and begins to write. This will take his mind away from breathing in the thick air. This will take his mind away from the disgruntled eyes that aren't looking at him anymore.

The bell rings, and he's thankful that it's lunch.