Gifted Academy: The Perfect Student

?The following morning, as I awoke before Kimura, I was greeted by a notification on my phone.

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To: 2-C

From: Kaoru Hiroto

Please come to class, we have something important to discuss.

We hope to see everyone here.

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I slowly freshened up and made myself breakfast before heading to class.

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As I arrived, I noticed that most of my classmates were already present, their expressions indicating that they were worried about what Kaoru had to say. 𝘧𝔯e𝗲𝙬ℯ𝙗𝓷o𝘷e𝗹.𝐜𝑜𝒎

"Is everyone here yet?"

"No, there's one more person," came the reply from one of the students.

I took my seat, noting that the teacher had not yet arrived. As I waited, a figure appeared at the doorway, and I deduced that this was the final student to arrive.

"You're so slow!" one of the students exclaimed, with a hint of annoyance in their voice.

"Sorry, sorry," the latecomer apologized, "I overslept."

Kaoru, the class leader, made her way to the front of the room and stood before the teacher's desk, ready to begin the discussion.

"As you are all aware, midterm is coming. Anyone who scores less than 150 in total will be expelled. With that in mind, I propose we organize a study-together session in order to maximize our chances of passing the exam." Kaoru began.

"For this, I personally would like to propose a system where those who cannot fully participate will be responsible for compensating their classmates for their absence. For example, if a student is unable to attend a study session, they will be required to provide a sum of points to the class fund, which can then be used to purchase additional resources or hire tutors to aid in our studies."

"-But what if someone has extenuating circumstances that prevent them from attending?" asked a student, raising their hand.

"We will take each situation on a case-by-case basis and come to a fair resolution. However, it is important to remember that the success of our class as a whole should be the top priority," Kaoru responded.

"What if someone can't afford to contribute points?" questioned another student.

"There will be options for students to earn points through participating in class and contributing to group projects. Additionally, the class fund can also be used to assist those who may be struggling financially," Kaoru explained.

Some students immediately raised their objections, "But what if a student is consistently absent and unable to give the points? That's too harsh," one student said.

"That's a valid concern," Kaoru acknowledged. "In that case, the student in question will be given a warning and a chance to improve their attendance. However, if their absences continue to negatively impact the class, they may be banished from our class."

This statement was met with a mixture of reactions. Some students expressed their fear and frustration at the harshness of the proposed system, while others argued that it was necessary to ensure the success of the class as a whole.

"I understand that this may be difficult for some of you," Kaoru said, "but we need to think about the well-being of the class as a whole. We have to take drastic measures to ensure that we all pass the midterm and avoid expulsion."

I sat in silence, observing the impassioned discourse that was taking place before me. It was clear to me that the majority of my peers were gripped by an overwhelming fear of expulsion, the notion of which loomed ominously in their minds. Despite this, there seemed to be a reluctance amongst them to put in the necessary effort to avoid such a fate, a phenomenon that can only be described as

Self-Sabotage.

** f𝙧𝒆𝚎𝑤e𝚋𝓷o𝘷𝗲l.c𝐨m

After the debate that lasted for nearly half an hour, the discussion finally came to a close. The atmosphere in the room was tense, as the stakes were high and the consequences dire.

"Now, all those in favour of this proposal, please raise your hand."

As Kaoru asked for a show of hands, there was a moment of hesitation among the class. One person tentatively raised their hand, and the movement was caught like wildfire. Slowly but surely, more and more hands began to rise up, one by one, until the majority of the class had their hands raised in agreement.

However, there were still a few students who remained seated, staring down at the ground in contemplation or, perhaps, disagreement. And it was at this moment that I too raised my hand in agreement with the proposed plan.

"We're gonna arrange the group after class."

With those words, several of my classmates rose from their seats and made their way out of the classroom while the remainder of us remained seated, patiently awaiting the arrival of the teacher. As the minutes ticked by, the absent students slowly trickled back into the room, and class resumed as per usual.

As the class was dismissed, all of the students remained seated, even those who had initially disagreed with Kaoru's proposal. It seems they were hesitant to take risks, unsure of how much they would have to pay in points if they refused to attend the study group because Kaoru hasn't said the amounts yet.

Kaoru, armed with a piece of paper that appeared to be a list of the group members, approached the teacher's desk. She began to announce the formation of the study groups, but there was little discernible pattern to her selections.

The class was silent for a moment before a few murmurs of agreement and assent filled the room.

"I guess it's fine."

"I don't mind."

"Great. I'll reserve a room in the library, corresponding to the group number. Group 1, head to Room 01 in the library, and so on and so forth. We'll begin tomorrow. That concludes today's meeting. Thank you all."

And with that, the groups were set, and the discussion was dismissed. I made my way back to the dormitory and encountered Kimura along the way. His voice boomed through the halls as he called out my name, and he quickly caught up with me.

"Mizuhara," he called out, his voice carrying a hint of unease as he caught up with me. "Did your class also assign a study group?"

"Yeah."

"I guess we would spend all of our free time studying."

It was clear that Kimura's class had done the same.

I simply nodded, unsure of the extent to which other classes had done the same. But it seemed likely that it was a widespread occurrence. We then made our way to our dorm room, where I simply sat in silence on my bed with my phone.