Senem walked down the hall of Highston High School. He was relieved that English had ended (he hated English) but lunch was coming up soon, and he was likely the only kid in the whole school who hated lunch. Senem sat down at his usual table, closest to the door, alone, and put down his books. He then got up to get lunch.
"Hey, Takana! I need some money!" it was the all-too-familiar voice of Renin Kruar, the varsity baseball team's best pitcher.
"I, uh, don't have any extra, Renin," Senem replied softly.
"That's too bad. Now you can't eat lunch."
"But I saw you eating over there. You already bought your lunch."
"Did you just give me back talk, Takana?"
"N-no, Renin. Here's the money."
"Oh it's okay buddy. I'd rather beat it outta ya." At that point, Renin grabbed Senem by the collar and threw him into the wall. Senem knew it was no use to call for help: no teacher would come because they would get fired if they scolded such a good ballplayer. Therefore, Senem let his beating commence as usual.
Senem's thoughts were interrupted when he heard a knock at the door. He opened it, revealing a tall, slim, blonde-haired teenager who reminded him of Renin. This kid was wearing a blue blazer, which indicated that he was in Obelisk Blue. He spoke in a deep voice, once again like Renin.
"Are you Senem Takana? Don't answer, I don't care. But if you aren't, find him and tell him that Professor Crowler is reconsidering his admission into Ra, and if he wants to stay, he has to duel me, Ciroh Akanasi, in 10 minutes." Ciroh left without waiting for Senem's answer.
Cool! My first duel! But it kinda stinks that it's against an Obelisk, thought Senem. Senem prepared his deck and headed to the Duel Arena with his Duel Disk.
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Ciroh was waiting for Senem when he arrived.
"I might as well start since you made me wait for so long. I play a face down defense monster and throw a face down. Go."
"Alright I will. I'll start with a face down defense monster and two face downs. Your move."
"I'll start with my Nobleman of the Crossout, so your field is empty. Now I flip my Slate Warrior, so he gains 500 ATK and DEF. Now I'll attack. You lose 2400 LP, unless you activate something, but I have a feeling you won't."
"You're right."
Senem: 1600
Ciroh: 4000
"I go now! I'll set a monster and activate my Brain Control! So I pay 800 LP and your monster is mine. Now I'll attack, and I have a feeling you won't activate anything."
"You're wrong. I activate my Enchanted Javelin. Now I gain 2400 LP."
Senem: 800
Ciroh: 6400
"I'll take back my monster now. I play my Sonic Shooter. It can attack you directly, which means I win. Welcome to Slifer Red, loser."
Senem: 500
Ciroh: 6400
Throughout the duel, Senem had been getting increasing angry with Ciroh, seeing not only his meanness, but also Renin's. Then everything went black.
"Hey bastard! It looks like I still have LP! I played Emergency Provisions!" Senem was enveloped in darkness, and his voice was utterly demonic. "Why don't you continue with your turn?"
For the first time, Ciroh showed emotion. "I - I guess I should."
To be continued…