Chapter 3 Part II

Thursday night. 

Liam brought me to the Aspro Academy with his Bugatti after we had dinner. 

There's a dormitory inside the school and I decided to stay there. It's free and convenient because when I wake up in the morning, I'll be already in school, so there's no way for me to be late for class. 

I went to the dorm building in the far back-side of the academy. 

It was separated from the classroom buildings and it has a tall brick fence on the outer yard which makes it seem like a whole different part of the academy. 

I was walking along the pathway as I gaze on the luminous lights coming from the dorm windows. 

I pushed the revolving-door and saw an elderly registrar sitting behind the counter. 

I walked over to her and booked a room. 

She told me that all of the rooms were occupied, but there's a room that's supposed to be for two people on the 8th floor, although someone is currently staying in that room, he/she will be my roommate if I still wanted to stay in. 

I actually wish to live alone so I could have some peace, but it seems like I have no other choice. After all, it's better to stay with someone rather than sleeping on the streets. 

But no worries though, the old registrar informed me that the room was spacious and I could have my privacy. 

She then inquired for my ID to check me in, and with that, she gave me a spare key to room 48 on the 8th floor. 

I used the elevator and walked through the corridors searching for my allocated room. 

The golden numbers perched on front of each of the dark-oak-door makes it easy to find my room. 

"46… 47… 48."

I'm finally here. How should I enter? My roommate is inside, barging in without notice is a rude way to serve a first impression. 

It wouldn't matter much, I guess… The kind of scenario when your roommate was a hot girl who just finished showering and is covering her body with white towel, has her hair wet, and her cleavage flashing only happens in anime—as if something cliché like that would happen to me. 

Technically though, this is my room too now, so I'm legally authorised to come in whenever I pleased. 

I plunged the key to the hole and twisted it. 

I stepped in and locked the door behind me before walking through a short, narrow path. 

As I walked further in the room, a humming sound coming from the kitchen reached my ears. The voice was soft, and thrumming in the tone of the song "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

In front of the path I was walking through is the reception room, and on the turning point is where the sound was from. 

When I reached the end, I tilted my head to my right and spotted a girl holding a spatula. She's wearing a turtleneck sweater with an apron on top of it. 

She has short hair on shoulder level, big-circular glasses, and a beige beret hat atop her head. 

The kitchen has a rich setup, it has complete cooking equipment and has an open area which helps the cook to move around more freely. She was standing in front of the stove, and it was pointed directly to where I am currently standing.

She was adorably gazing at the frying pan with her hazel-eyes while thrumming until she noticed me. She lifted her head up and her humming was instantly interrupted when she saw me. 

Flustered, She let out a cute yelp while staggering. She quickly pulled down the curtains to hide herself. 

~I guess she's a bit shy. 

It doesn't matter though, I'll introduce myself to her when I get the chance.

I continued my way to the reception room and roamed my eyes as I walked through. 

I spent nothing but received such a lavish apartment. It has a smart TV, free WiFi, fluffy couch, and a balcony that can be accessed by opening the door made of transparent glass.

Just like the registrar said, it's spacious indeed. There are also neat bathrooms, laundry, and two bedrooms. It's too perfect considering I didn't spend any cash to be here.

I flumped on the couch and laid my head upward, gazing at the shining chandelier.

~Dang, I'm beat. 

I better take a shower real quick before I go to bed. 

There's some pajamas inside the wardrobe that I could use, so I headed to the bathroom to take a quick bath.

After I finished showering, a buttery smell stung my nose. 

I followed the scent leading to the table in the reception room. On the table was a stack of panda-shaped pancakes coated with chocolate syrup. 

Is this from her? She's currently in her bedroom and she didn't even bother showing herself.

Is she really that insecure? 

She was cooking something earlier and it smells buttery, so It's presumably from her. 

Perhaps, this is her way to express a welcome.

Well, there's no point whining now, there's appetising food in front of me waiting to be eaten. 

However, I must not loose sight of my strict diet to maintain my physique.

So, I threw the pancakes in the trash bin outside the room where she won't find that I wasted her efforts.

I just scattered the chocolate syrup on the empty plate and left it on the sink so she would think that I ate it.

After drinking cold water from the fridge, I went to bed and fell sound asleep. 

The next morning, when I woke up, I noticed a breakfast had been prepared in the kitchen.

It's 5:30 A.M. and the sun hasn't risen from the horizon yet, but she's already gone to school. 

I see that she's an early riser, but preparing breakfast for me, who's still a stranger to her? It's just too thoughtful of her. 

I experienced euphoria, the feeling of having a mother who's taking care of me. 

It made me miss my mother. 

I'm still thankful for the kindness she has done for me so far, even if I haven't met her formally yet. 

After consuming the poached egg, bacon, and toasted bread she prepared for me, I suited up and headed to the school grounds. 

I arrived at class and it started when the time hit 7. Everything is going the way it is supposed to be, and I'm getting better at blending with my friends. Clyde, Marco, and Liam occasionally invite me when they're hanging out and they tend to put up short chats and silly jokes when I'm feeling isolated in my seat.

The class finished without hassle and I went to the library by myself to return the book I failed to do yesterday. 

Gena's duty is only during lunchtime, so I easily returned the book since the librarian on duty wasn't as presumptuous as Gena. 

Marco had baseball practice today so I was planning to return to the dorm. But initially, I should get my notebook at my locker first so I could self-study later. 

The locker room was empty when I went in.

I closed the door and went to my locker to get my notebook. 

I still get the same feeling as yesterday. My intuition is telling me that someone's watching me. It's quite creepy because I'm alone in this silent room, but I don't believe in ghosts so I'm not terrified to some extent. 

I took out my ID and plucked it into the scanner. 

Suddenly, someone emerged from the other aisle of the lockers behind me. 

The crackling sound of a handheld taser and clacking heels approaching behind me resounded louder at a rapid pace. 

She was closing her distance and was about to tase me.

During this sudden moment, a typical human's survival instinct reacts in an impulse. It's either fight or flight; our brain functions quickly and responds with one of those two. However, one more reaction is freezing right on the spot, it tends to happen in those people who have slow, feeble brains.

I looked behind me and spotted the Queen of Clubs charging in with a sparking taser on her hand. 

The blazer propped over her shoulder got swept by the wind resistance as she dashed swiftly and reached my back. She pressed her buzzing taser at my lower back and I didn't even bother to react. 

"Heh… Too terrified you frozen in shock? Or am I just fast that you can't even react." 

She lifted up the two layers of my uniform when she plucked her taser on my back. 

The clongs are directly in contact with my skin, and it's constantly delivering electric shock in my body. But I remain standing. 

"Are you the perpetrator who caused the fire outbreak yesterday?..." Gena asked with a dour expression on her face. "don't bother answering, I'll eliminate you this instant." she thrusted the taser harder on my back. 

She was too focused, shoving the taser. 

Her head was just behind mine as her heavy breath blew the back of my ear. 

She's capable of applying a force that is ten times greater than an average girl could. However, the force she was exerting gradually loosen up as she began to notice that I wasn't incapacitated after getting electrocuted. 

Frankly, this power of voltage isn't enough to penetrate me. I might look weak for my thin body, but behind this uniform was an impenetrable, lean physique.

I rotated my head to its full extent and with my head sideways, I could see her in my peripheral vision. 

I glared at her, "Get your toy off of me… It tickles." I deadpan.

Enraged by my taunt, she furrowed her eyebrows as she dropped the taser on the ground. She grabbed my shoulder and forcefully rotated me around. 

"That didn't answer my question…! Are you the perpetrator?" she lashed out, pulling my necktie. 

"Do you think I will submit to you when you act blunt?" 

"Maybe… but, if you keep resisting, I will harass you as my last resort. So if you want to avoid harassment, speak the truth before I pull your tongue out." 

"If I said that it wasn't me, would you believe it? And if I happen to admit that I did it, do you have the proof to support your accusations? No matter how meticulous you are to expose me with false accusations, there'll never be enough material evidence to validate your claims." "First and foremost, I was at the library when the incident happened, and I certainly can't duplicate myself… and you don't have an alibi either, so give up." 

"I may have no evidence to prove that you're the perpetrator, but it wouldn't matter since I wouldn't be needing it anyways—cause I'll use violence to get you to speak."

She took a single step forward, placing her feet behind me, and pushed my upper chest while cutting my balance using his legs to trip me on the floor . 

I fell on my back, and she seizes the opportunity to gain the upper hand. She sat on my midriff and kept pulling my necktie. 

She seemed pretty skillful when it comes to martial arts. Her strength is beyond average too and she uses it to show her dominance. 

She has a straight face that gives off an aura of a cunning monster, her serious and narcissistic demeanor emphasizes her superiority. 

"If you become submissive, I might go out on a date with you this weekend…" she said, unbuttoning the first two upper buttons of her uniform. "…and if you are a good boy… I might let you fondle them." she added in a malicious tone.

Although I'm looking at her in the eyes, I could still see her black bra on the bottom corner of my vision. 

Is this what she calls violence? For all I could say, this is a plain sexual assault. Too bad for her, any seductive approach wouldn't work on me.

I just kept staring at her without a sense of lust. 

"What's up with that mundane look—do you think I'm not attractive?" she fumed. 

Her straight expression glowered as I remained silent.  

She proceeded to assault me by grabbing my wrist and pulling it close to her chest. 

My open hand is an inch away from touching her breast. 

Using her other hand, she pulled my necktie upwards even tighter than before.

My face then reluctantly followed the direction of her pull, and I had a clearer view of her perfectly shaped breast. She has porcelain skin and her collarbone is exposed right in front of my eyes. Most boys wouldn't be able to resist this kind of foreplay, and for the most part, her bewitching body can literally capture anyone. 

At this rate, I might lose myself and grab her 'Big World' impulsively. But I endured the temptation and control my actions. 

"Come… you're tempted right, so don't be shy and indulge yourself. Don't just ogle at them—you can touch them if you answer me honestly."

"The building you are referring to is already demolished, so this interrogation is basically nonsense" I said. 

"You finally speak…" she smirked. "Just so you are aware, I'm only doing this to protect my position. You don't know how much work I have done to achieve third place on ranking. I was labelled as the Queen of Clubs because I possess the talent, skills, and intelligence to reach this point. I poured effort and passion just so the others will look up at me with admiration and think that I'm great. But someone ruined it all by destroying the database. This may have no sudden significant effect, but it will tremendously alter the future in the long run. The perpetrator is still on the loose and might sabotage more of my upcoming plans, so I will eradicate whoever he might be as soon as possible."

Her voice was shaking in anger. 

"If you're that mad at the perpetrator, why are you doing this to me? I didn't sign up to be a punching bag of your anger." 

"I-I don't know…" she stuttered and let loose of my hand.

I pulled my free hand away from her chest. 

Her hostile behaviour ended. Then, she got a grip of herself and turned wild once again. "I don't care! My instincts are telling me that it's you, and as far as I know, girl's instincts are never wrong." 

~Now she's acting stupidly cute. 

"Okay… But you can't just let out an outburst out of the blue. I'm not the perpetrator you are looking for, after all, I'm just an average student, and I can't accomplish anything more than mediocrity. So to answer your question, no, I'm not the perpetrator."

"Liar… I'll let you off the hook for now since I don't have concrete evidence. Henceforth, I will always be having my eyes on you." 

"So I have a stalker now? And she's a girl—I'm flattered." 

"Don't get the wrong idea, I may have put your hand close to my baby, but it didn't make any contact so it's not qualified. And if you think a peasant like you could touch me, heh! ~over my dead body." 

Suddenly, chattering resounded on the pathway to the locker room.

I instantly recognised their voice—it was Marco and his group.

~Not good… Gena is still sitting on top of me and it seems that they're heading towards here.

I'm stuck in this predicament, and avoiding it would be difficult. I've seen in anime that hiding inside the locker is an option. But not quite, the locker in this situation is cramped and it's impossible to fit two people inside it. Then again, it's not required for the two of us to hide in the same locker, she can hide by herself in my locker while I confront Marco and drive them away so she'll be able to slip out of the locker room. 

That's my personal plan, but it seems like she had her own method of escaping this humiliating predicament. 

Marco and his friends who just finished their baseball practice eventually reached the door, and the doorknob rotated. 

When the door opened, they were met face to face by Gena. 

She had her button modestly fixed with her blazer back over her shoulder. 

It's shocking how she changed her appearance from looking indecent to being presentable. She's quick-witted and decisive, I guess that's the traits of a Prime student.

Marco and his friend were covering the door and Gena was standing right in front of them. 

"Ge-Gena? What are you doing in the boys locker room?" Liam asked, looking perplexed. 

Gena gave them a cold stare, "Buzz off." she said exasperatedly. 

Just like Moses, Gena managed to split the boys standing on her way in two columns.

Gena proceeded and strode past them confidently. 

"What's with that attitude…" Marco mumbled. 

Gena then stopped moving and turned back around, she gave Marco a death stare without saying anything. 

That terrifying eyes of hers combined with a nasty frown is enough to intimidate Marco. "Clyde said that," he gasped. 

"~what!... Uh… Yeah, please forgive us, Gena." Clyde apologised. 

"Address me as the Queen of Clubs." she said coldly. 

"Uh… yes, please forgive us." 

She then continued to stride away. 

So that's her method of escaping the humiliation? She just pulled a reverse card and used her dominance to get out of the situation effortlessly.

~Anyways, I'm just glad that my sword didn't poke her when she's sitting on me earlier. 

Marco entered the locker room first and his friends followed. 

Then, they spotted me sprawled on the floor. 

"Leo?... What are you doing here?" Marco asked, confused.

Wanting to know more, Liam stepped in front and looked around the surroundings.

First, they saw Gena exiting the locker room and the only person inside was me—they should've figured it out by now, but it took a while until they finally get a grasp. 

"Leo, did something happen between you and Gena?" Liam speculated. 

I let out a brief laugh, "Between me and her? Haha…" I grinned like a Cheshire cat, "Of course there is! She's madly in love with me! She even said that she wanna hook up and suck my d-"