Somehow Survived

"I didn't die." That single thought echoed through Nate's mind like a chant. The combined efforts of Professor Jodi and Garret had felt like an elaborate attempt to kill him, and somehow, he had survived. Maybe that ridiculous achievement Cola gave him—The Professor's Bitch—really did have some hidden value after all. Nate mentally apologized to the system for doubting its all-knowing powers.

Just as he was starting to feel a bit too pleased with himself, Professor Jodi's sharp voice cut through his thoughts. "Don't get smug," she snapped, her eyes narrowing, clearly unimpressed by the hint of giddiness on his face.

Nate barely had a moment to respond before she made a subtle motion toward her whip, her fingers brushing the handle as if considering whether to give him another taste of its sting. Without hesitation, Nate dropped to one knee, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Never, Professor! I'm just... a little happy with my progress. Promise."