Affection Meter

For the next couple of minutes, they stayed in class and did nothing. Travis was sitting with the girls since the guys were hella boring. Chris wouldn't stop smiling, and Kevin wouldn't smile. Well, when they saw that they were kinda alone on the other side of the room, they moved closer so they could get in the conversation.

Travis was having a casual talk with the girls. Since he knew everyone's personality very well, it was easy to speak with them. Even if he didn't know them, he'd find a way. When talking to them, he noticed how the two girls of the group were busy with their cell phones.

Valentina and Grace were completely ignoring Travis. He understood why they were doing this, so he didn't say anything. Plus, he already got everyone's attention; even Cyrene was speaking to him, and she's the most shy here. Vena was still blankly answering; Travis knew how to fix her. In this whole week, Travis would make her lively. Scarlett was normal, and Nicolette was the most active out of them all. Azusa was also normal since Travis would grasp her attention with the stuff she likes on purpose.

'These girls are pretty easy; the only problem would be their arcs. Fuck, I gotta fight so many people.'

20 minutes passed, and the bell rang. He turned back to the boys who were still doing what they did best. Travis sat back with them so he could make them feel less lonely.

"Hey guys, why don't we start sitting next to the girls? It might help us get closer to them," Travis said.

Chris nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah, that makes sense. Hey, Kevin, how do you feel about this?"

Kevin glanced at Valentina, who was busy on her phone, and shrugged. "I don't really care where we sit."

With that, they all moved closer to the girls. Travis wanted the class to be united; he knew his appearance really caused the plot to change, but he can fix it easily because he knows the whole story.

'I'm pretty sure Grace already understands what I'm trying to do here. In fact, all of them should know. It doesn't really matter, to be honest. Why did I make them all fanfiction-proof?'

[DING]

[Yo! Bro, why don't you use the Affection Meter.]

'Huh, oh yeah, I forgot about that. Aight, open the meter.'

[Affection Meter See the affection a character (female) has for you]

[Grace Johnson] Interest: 2% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Azusa Strong] Interest: 1% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Valentina Rose] Interest: 4% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Vena Ergella] Interest: 1% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Cyrene Bright ] Interest: 0% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Scarlett Fury] Interest: 1% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

[Nicolette Adamos] Interest: 3% Trust: 0% Love: 0%

'Man, I gotta work hard. Well, I did sign up for this.' He sighed.

The sound of the classroom door opening woke Travis up; Heather walked in with a smile on her face. She took a good look at everyone in the class and already had an assumption of how everyone would act.

"Good morning, class, it's nice to finally see the SSS class. My name is Heather, but you may call me Miss or Madam Heather. I'll be teaching you Language and Literature."

'Noooo!! Why did I make this class? Fuck, I should have stuck with the hot librarian trait instead of making her an actual teacher,' Travis thought.

"I already know all your names, so I'll just start teaching you the basics. You all don't have any books to write on today, but tomorrow I'll bring some. So let's begin."

Travis sat back as he watched Heather take a marker in her hand and start writing. He had signed up for cool fights with strong monsters. Not learning all that.

'My choices in life are regrettable,' he thought.