“Uh, Mary! Is this your new car?” asks that professor, trying to change the subject. “Where did you get the money to buy this one?” “I didn’t buy it. My previous client from Estar gave it to me as a gift. It’s been a year, but the car itself only arrived four days ago,” explains Mary. “Heh, you must be lucky! Anyway, if you get another problem like this, make sure to put your life on it first before asking for my help.” That Professor then turns back to Mary and shows his cold face. Right now, he makes sure to send an intimidating aura, which makes Mary terrified with a pale face. “You should know, I’m not the kind of man you can simply call for a trivial matter. Even the likes of a governor would think twice to summon me. You even expose me in front of nobody like this man.” Mary looks so scared and immediately bows down asking for forgiveness. “I’m truly sorry! I’ll never do it again.” Professor Nicholson doesn’t say anything. He simply gets into his car, and then leaves. After

More students arrive at campus one by one, and they notice him running around like a mad man. The thing is, Dean is running without wearing a tracksuit, still with his hoodie and jeans, and a bag at his back.He looks more like a thief trying to get away from police, or a peeping tom who has just been caught peeping.“What’s wrong with him?”“Anyone knows that guy?”“He is Dean Morton, from the Faculty of Sociology.”“Oh, you mean that Dean Moron, the red head guy?”They just burst laughing as Dean runs past them.But then, not long after they hang around in that parking area, they see Dean coming back, at a higher pace than before.Clearly, if anyone uses a speed-gun device and tries to gauge Dean’s pace, he is currently running near 40 Km/hour. And yet, Dean hasn’t realized how fast he is, because he still feels he can be faster than that.“Shit! That’s my 50 laps. I still have a long way to go,” he mumbles with an awry face, not realizing that the guy who ordered him to run is no l

Everyone knows it was a vicious foul, a deliberate one with the intention to hurt someone. But no one blows the whistle. Dean can even hear Tiana’s shouting, giving Theo a congratulation for what that big dude did to him. “That’s what you get for letting a weakling like him play,” Theo sneers with a satisfied smile. “Hey, Marcus! Take that boy out of the court already.” Dean gets up, feeling some pain in his back. He just walks out while rubbing his neck. Somehow, it only takes about 15 seconds, before all the pain in his body is gone. But he doesn’t care about the pain in the slightest bit. He sits on the bench, with steady breathing, flat face, but eyes so cold like a death fish’s eyes. There’s no emotion in his facial expression. But inside his head, he keeps imagining, what if he were a superhero with a superpower. His clenched fists keep shaking a bit for every time he pummels Theo’s face inside his head. Until at some point, he starts thinking, he could just do it in realit

Mary feels a bit doubtful to visit Mrs. Palmer. She doesn’t want to expose her identity as a witch in front of Albert Lawson. But she can’t simply cancel her intention. “Hey, Dean!” Mary halts him. “Whatever happens, never tell anyone about what you did yesterday.” “What I did yesterday?” mumbles Dean in a bit confused. “About how you cured Mrs. Palmer’s mental illness, just keep acting ignorant, you hear me?” “Oh, okay!” When Albert Lawson sees Mrs. Palmer being busy with the maids in the kitchen, he looks quite shocked by it. “Uh, honey! Your mom?” mumbles Albert as he is welcomed by his wife. “Yes! She is getting better now.” “Since when?” “Yesterday! Thanks to Dean, he… Oh, that’s him. How are you doing Dean? Mary?” “Hi, Mrs. Lawson! How is your mom?” asks Mary as a greeting. “There, she is in the kitchen right now.” Mary takes a look at the kitchen from afar, and there she notices Mrs. Palmer. And it seems like Mrs. Palmer is a bit displeased, and it’s clearly written

Mary doesn’t want to be so pushy, so she decides to wait. But then, when it’s already past 10 am, she loses her patience, and makes a call.Fortunately, Dean is currently having a rest, so she doesn’t have to wait for too long to get an answer.“Hi, Mary! What is it?” asks Dean naively.[What is it my ass! Why didn’t you call me? If you really don’t want to go out with me today, at least send me a message!]Dean immediately takes his phone away from his ear.“Hold on, hold on, hold on! It’s not like I don’t want to go with you. But, I have a training session with the basketball team right now. I just got invited yesterday soon after you left me.”[You could have told me, you jerk. I’m going to pick you! You better get prepared before I get there, you hear me!]“Eh, wait!”Actually, the training with the basketball team will be held until the late afternoon. But Mary actually picks Dean up at Braham University, just before midday.Her arrival becomes a sensation, because Mary comes dre