Royal High School

Green emerald eyes remind one of mother earth, a straight nose and thin face with almost no meat, giving her an edgy and sharp look. Was this place a beauty pageant? Isaac thought to himself seeing all four of them. Elle put on a formal smile on her coral-tinted lips.

"Since you started this. You can either forget whatever happened today and stay away from her or you can go to court and I can make sure you go through hell. Choose well." Elle stated, taking out her card from her purse and putting it in his shirt pocket and giving a light pat before walking back.

One Elle walked back, Mona was next to come. Like a rabbit hopping, she squatted down trying to check his wound. Issac wanted to say something but something about her smile scared him.

Mona sighed in disappointment once checking his wound, "Girlie, this would be fine after a few stitches, he will not need surgery. Tsk. I was hoping to open out his mind and check it." Mona pouted looking at him with innocent eyes.

Just her words, send chills down his mind. Imagining her opening his mind, he can't help but think of a crazy psycho doctor who was going to cut his head with a saw. Just the thought kills him.

"Sing, anyway. If in future you need a surgeon you can visit me." Mona said, taking out her card from the purse and putting it in the same pocket Elle did and walking back.

Next to come was Aysel, she didn't even bend, she just spared him a glare, "If your parents can't teach you manners, tell them to send you to my class. I will make sure you learn basic mannerisms." Aysel scorned throwing her card at his face without any empathy.

" Since you guys said it all, I guess I should give the ending."Crystal joked walking close to him.

Grabbing his hair, and making him look up at her. She looked straight into his eyes, her eyes darker than ever," Just like they say. Next time I will not miss it. I will make sure to ruin your whole life." Saying that she let go of his hair.

Crystal turned towards her friend, and grabbing them they left. "Let's go girls."

Unaware of this havoc she caught the attention of someone. In the back, corner of the dark a man sat, sipping on his whiskey.

Who knew his friend forcing him to come to this place will make him meet the person he was looking for forever.

A devious smirk appeared on his lips, finishing the last bit of whiskey in his glass and putting it down on the table.

"I will be right back." Silas announced and rushed behind the four girls who just left.

Four years. Four years of waiting for hers. and how did he know it was the same person? He just knew even then she was bold like that and her gang still was the same.

Even then it was the same. She was born with a silver spoon feeding her, and friends who are known for being beauties with brains and he was merely no one.

He was seventeen at that time when he first met her. Funny where they met. The famous waterfall of the lovers.

Four years ago~

An elite school of the capital, Royal High. Just like the name, it was notorious to cater only to the rich ones but it was not rare for them to accept some poor students who are academically well known in the country.

The school was now divided internally between the academic and spoiled ones. Both hated each other, the poor students found the rich ones spoiled and the privileged and rich found the poor setting their foot in their place.

Among all of this Silas was just unknown by none of the realm. He was never interested in studies, and he was rich until his family filed for bankruptcy.

Only because his aunt was on the board of directors, he was not expelled. But that didn't stop the kids from bullying him and why will they not. The fallen ones are trash in their eyes.

"Hey Silas, want out leftovers for your lunch?" A guy sitting in the middle with a circle of friends shouted at the guy standing in line for his meal.

Silas didn't respond to any of their remarks. The guy who asked, broke down into laughter with his gang. It was usual for him to get bullied making a fuss would only worsen yet.

This is just how it is. Silas went forward to get his meal, when he was about to try, a sharp force threw him onto the floor.

The tray of food in his hand was swooned to the floor with food spilling everywhere. A cold laughter broke out into the momentary silence of the cafeteria.

Silas didn't budge from his place and kept his eyes down at the floor, when a leg forced his cheeks down to the floor. Squishing his side profile to the ground while onlookers watched and made fun.

"How is your mother?" Simon questioned with a smirk on his face. His legs are still on his cheek.

"If she still needs money, ask her to spend the night with us. I may take pity. " Simon trolled, smiling evilly at his own words.

The crowd of a guy started clapping and giggling at his remarks. Afterall who would go against the oil tycoon's only heir.