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When would anything ever go out of routine for Ourzen? Go to school, listen to whatever the teacher says, and go home. Deal with his poor electricity, and go to bed to repeat the next day. These were the basics of everyday life to Ourzen. However to him, it’s something completely different.
Ourzen was standing in front of the door ready to leave his house and go to school. He had his shoulder bag on him, holding his books for his classes. There was nothing unnatural about that. He had made
sure that his hair was in a neat and slick fold so that his hazel eyes didn’t seem to be lost. His outfit, which was just a plain white shirt, and a black tie, was neatly oriented on his body. There may have been something unusual for thinking that though.
Before he opens the door to leave, he mutters to himself. “It will be fine. It’s just another day without mother or fat-“He stopped there. He slapped himself for starting to say something so ridiculous. He never knew his father. And his mother died 10 years ago from a train wreck that only he and a few others survived from. The memory still haunts Ourzen. He lived alone, so why was he thinking about his mother again? Though he was a senior at Surufaw high, he felt like a freshman by the way he remains isolated. He shook his head, and continued out the door.
As he locked the door, he could hear fighting from across the street. He turned around to see a girl talking to a man. The girl looked stressed and the man seemed like he was ready to smash a melon with his bare fists. The look on the man’s face confuses Ourzen. He knew that the man had recently moved here, being the owner of the new pottery shop. Could that girl be his daughter? Ourzen cocked his head, and walked on, not worrying on what might happen to the girl. If she did something wrong, then what’s a punishment not worth?
During Ourzen’s walk to school, he passed by his neighbors, each of them smiling and waving at Ourzen. They all knew him, and how his life had been. Ourzen did not appreciate pity from others, especially to him. Ourzen wouldn’t even bother looking at them. He just waved back as he walked by. School is another obstacle for Ourzen, with having to ignore a lot of comments on his image from others.
He tries to shut himself out from others as much as he can. His excuse is that ‘It wouldn’t be worth your time to know me’. To the other students, it was just a game. Try to find out who the mystery boy is! Ourzen had to stay isolated so no one could bother him. He never spoke up in class, for if he did, everyone would start to recognize him more. There were even girls that had crushes on him, he knew from many girls trying to ask him out. Even if the girl was the most popular in the school; which has happened on 3 occasions, he would turn her down straight away without a second thought. He always got decent grades. All he would do for most of the class however, would just look out the window to watch nature go on. The question everyone else asked was: “Why does he want to shut himself out from us?” To Ourzen, the answer was simple. To him, he wants to just live out his life. Suicide would just be dishonorable for his family name. He wants to do something that has his family remembered. It’s not like he would ever have kids. Ourzen wasn’t interested in having a relationship with someone.
Every time the teacher called out Ourzen to answer a question, he would just shrug his shoulders and stay silent. Even if the teacher waited for an answer, Ourzen would always win. It later became apparent to the teachers that trying to get Ourzen to answer a question just wouldn’t work out. Ourzen would never answer a question, even if threatened with his life. “Detention? Fine, it’s not like I have a family waiting for me at home, or that I have a life to live” Ourzen thought.