As Phitinh traveled to Lyric Glimmer's future, she saw something she never wanted to see.
There, in Lyric Glimmer's future, she saw her bullying her with the other kids, faking to be nice. Wanting to join the bigger side, the winning side.
Phitinh quickly let her hand go, in astonishment, she couldn't say a thing.
And as the days came by, what she saw came true, Lyric Glimmer betrayed her to join the bullies.
Phitinh decided to stop thinking of Lyric Glimmer's betrayals and focus on her studies.
After hours of recapping today's lesson at the library, she decided to hold her own hand to see if she could see her past, to know who her father was. It didn't work at first, but she didn't give up.
Finally, when she was about to give up, a picture came through her head, Master Yoketron's Cyber-Ninja Dojo was all what appear.
"Wait, wasn't that a Cyber-Ninja Dojo?" Phitinh thought to herself.
"But what do I have to do with that? Let me grab a book about it."
She then came back to her seat holding a book with the title "All you need to learn about Cyber-Ninja Dojo".
"Perfect,"
After flipping through some pages, she saw the exact same dojo she saw in her head, Master Yoketron's dojo.
"Yes, this is it!"
"Wait, it's in ruins?'
"Then why was there a memory of mines there if it was ruined a long, long time ago?"
Phitinh started to get stressed, "Nothing's making sense! If my memory's from a dojo that's already in ruins, how was my protoform made?"
"Unless, someone made you in that ruined place wanting you dead, or waiting you to be just like their idol, master Yoketron." A tall red punk robot appears next to Phitinh, holding books.
"Ah! You surprised me! It's not good to stalk on women you know." Phitinh said examining the red punk who seems to be a nerd for some reason.
He rolled his eyes, smirking, and continued to read his books. Which surprised Phitinh even more.
"This bro is like grade 10, a punk, a red punk, but he likes books?" Phitinh whispered to herself.
"Don't judge a book from its cover." The red bot continues to smirk.
"Yeah right." Phitinh huffed. The tenth grader chuckled, before his eyes seems to change expression.
"No, seriously." The red bot said, but more serious this time. No teasing smirk. He looked away, towards a group of kids his age.
Phitinh looked at the group, too. That's when she understood. She looked back at the guy, his eyes filled with hope and desperation. Just like hers.
"Anyways, I gotta go. Before those kids come grabbing my neck." The red punk ran, hurried, leaving his books behind.
"Wait, you haven't tell me- " Phitinh shouted. "Your name." She said, in a lower voice this time. Wanting to shake hands, wanting to see his future.
She looked back at the group of friends, knowing the burden the tenth grader suffered.
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