The campus itself is about an hour away from the house. That’s what it takes to get there with a car. If Monica leaves without him, there’s no way he can make it by himself by pedaling a bike.
“Monica, wait!” he calls as he halts the car at the front.
It makes the car stop, and the driver immediately scolds him with an annoying face.
“You stupid! I almost hit you!”
“I’m sorry, Sir!” says Dean as he gets into the car.
“Never do that again.”
Monica glances coldly at him a bit. But then she immediately looks away by raising her chin high.
Dean doesn’t like this kind of cold treatment. This is simply not the Monica he used to know.
In the past, when they were still living in the orphanage, Monica would always cling to Dean, so afraid of losing him. Even more than that, when her parents came to take her home three years ago, Monica insisted on giving conditions to also adopt Dean if they wanted to take her back home.
But as time went by, as she became more accustomed to living with a wealthy family, her attitude toward Dean has also slowly changed.
Dean has tried to ignore all the changes, but the incident last night has opened his eyes. It seems like his existence is considered just a nuisance in Monica’s new life.
He takes a glance secretly at Monica’s left hand. And indeed, there’s no longer the tattoo of his name on it. He only notices the scar it left behind, proving that Monica had erased it on purpose.
“So, you did erase it, huh? That tattoo,” utters Dean with disappointment.
“That’s just the work of naïve kids. We don’t need to keep it anymore.”
“Well, they peeled off my skin last night to take away that tattoo, with a knife.”
Immediately, Monica turns her face to him showing so much concern and worry. And Dean notices it clearly, which only makes him even more confused by her reaction.
“It’s okay! The wound has already been healed,” says Dean as he hides his hand, and turns his face away.
“Heh, did you put on another lie just to gain my sympathy?”
“I didn’t lie. After all, I wouldn’t expect you’d show any sympathy after how you treated me last night. If that’s how you are going to treat me, you shouldn’t have brought me into your family. I never asked it in the first place.”
“Fine! Just go back to that orphanage! You think I care?!”
“Easy said than done! I’m already 19 years old. Your family has adopted me. There’s no way that orphanage would accept me anymore. But it’s not like I have any intention to stay with your family much longer. I'm not like you, who’s always clinging and depending on other people for life.”
Dean even goes so far, mimicking Monica’s naivety during her childhood when she forced to create the tattoos in their hands.
“No, Dean! I don’t want to lose you. With this tattoo, we will always find a way to look for each other in case some parents adopt and separate us.”
Monica looks so pissed off to hear his joke, and can only hold her annoyance. As soon as that car stops in the campus parking area, she immediately goes out and closes the door with a huge slam.
Dean also gets out, and follows her from behind. But unlike the previous days, he takes some distance from her.
In the hall way, he notices some evil eyes gazing upon him. And they are clearly gossiping about him at the moment. They are his classmates, who always judge him badly, taking him as a leech who lives as a freeloader in someone else's house.
Dean has long known about this situation. For this reason, he never approaches anyone in his college life.
He is afraid that some of them would say a bad thing about him near Monica, and it would hurt her feelings. So he always distances himself away, and has never made any friends so far.
It’s not the kind of life he wants. But it was Monica herself who insisted for them to take the same major so that they could stay together. For some point in his life, he believed that Monica saw him as a lover. But he has been doubting that thought recently.
The class hasn’t started yet. And due to the situation between him and Monica has become so sour, he deliberately delays going to class, and spends time sitting in the cafeteria.
His stomach starts singing. He hasn’t eaten anything this morning. And unfortunately, he doesn’t have anything in his pocket at the moment.
“Aw shiit! How am I going to survive this hellish life?”
He gets into the class, and finds all the chairs have been occupied, except one chair next to Monica. He is a bit confused, why no one is sitting next to her this morning. It’s as if the others deliberately leave her alone for some reason.
Dean even notices some evil glances directed toward Monica in secret from the other girls. It’s the same treatment he just had before getting into this class.
“What is it now?” Dean whines.
As he walks toward that empty chair, he hears some murmurs and whisperings. It’s quite weird for him to be able to hear them so clearly.
“You see! They deliberately come to class one by one, not together as usual.”
“Something must have happened between them.”
“What do you think? Could it be a fight? Sibling quarrels?”
“Stop it guys. It seems like he notices us!”
As soon as Dean takes a seat, the teacher also enters the room and immediately greets all the students before starting the class.
Even while the teacher explains his subjects, Dean is still able to notice the whispering around him. And their gossip is getting even wilder.
“Don’t you see how messy his hair is? I bet he didn’t get the time to take a shower this morning. They must have done something taboo last night,” speculates a girl with a silly giggle.
“What are you talking about?” replies the other girl.
“Well, it’s the life every pervert teenager would dream of.”
“What is it now?”
“What else! It’s the dream life of incest!”
“Wut?!”
“They are not siblings by blood to begin with, and they’ve been together during their lives in the orphanage. That guy followed her, which only means, there must be something between them. They couldn’t endure it, the rainstorm appeared, and so, they committed the taboo.”
“That’s wild!”
“Oooh, Dean! That’s it! There, there! Yeah, there! Harder, please!”
The two girls giggle. Even the few students near them also burst out their laughter.
“Hey, you guys! Knock it off!” The teacher scolds them.
The classroom turns silent. Dean looks so furious, holding his mounting anger as best as he can. And Monica, it seems like she also heard everything, and immediately walks out by hiding her tears.
The teacher calls for her. But Monica only fastens her step to go outside. Dean gets up. But he immediately gets scolded by the teacher, forcing him to sit down.
All the other students laugh at him. Some of them even whistle, making fun of him for his reaction to see Monica leave.
“Look at that! The hero is angry!”
“Professor! Why did you stop that Moron? I mean, Morton! Let him leave and save the princess.”
“You shouldn't meddle in this skinny frog's love story. That's racist, Professor?”
“Shut up! I'm telling you. That's girl's father is a 1-star general in the army. You better apologize to her after this,” the Professor reprimands them.
But those students just keep laughing. Even the previous girl, who made fun of Dean and Monica with her made up incest story, still continues with her giggle by restraining her voice.
“Just as I told you guys. They are lovers, and there’s no way they haven’t done anything when they’ve been living under the same roof for years.”
She is Tiana Whitley, the queen of the cheerleader squad. She has quite an aura for stardom with so many followers. And she has the talent in becoming the source of gossip amongst ladies, more than her abilities as the cheering squad.Dean can only clench his fists. Those fists keep shaking as he is struggling to hide his anger. Soon after the class is over, he immediately rushes to catch up to that girl to set the score with her.“Tiana Whitley!” He calls out loudly with so much dignity.Of course that one move attracts the attention of so many other students. Tiana has such popularity, and the way Dean calls her, by mentioning her complete name, makes them anticipate something interesting.Tiana turns back, and then smiles by deliberately putting on a smug face. “I didn’t know you had the nerve to call me this way? What is it now? Trying to express your feelings in front of everyone?”Due to the mounting anger, Dean sends a huge swing intending to slap her face.“Kyaa!!!”That girl
Dean doesn’t immediately apologize, as he is still stunned and confused with the bizarre condition of that room. Until he remembers some rumors, telling about a club that consists of nerds and geeks who have strong and weird interest in fantasy novels and also witchcraft. “Um, is this the so-called Illuminati Club?” he asks. “Yes, it is! Ah, um… My name is Daniela.” Suddenly, the girl with the golden hair introduces herself with a shy face. “And my friend here is Sara. By the way, are you interested in joining our club?” “No, I just came here looking for…” Suddenly, Dean hears the door closing. As he turns back, he is startled to find another girl behind him. This one is so beautiful and majestic, a bit taller than the other two, with silky long hair, in a big and long dress that is usually worn by those of nobles. This kind of attire is so rare to be worn by any other students on campus. Dean isn’t that unfamiliar with this one, because she is the most popular figure in the uni
Dean is taken aback by that question. Clearly, he has experienced some oddities in himself recently. But he keeps in denial and tries to ignore it.“Um, can I borrow your money?” asks Dean as he comes over to her. “I need to get home, but I didn’t bring any money with me this morning.”Knowing that Dean is trying to ignore her concern, Mary just puts on a tired face. But then, she takes out a piece of 20,000 Estol bill from her pocket, the third highest denomination of the Estuaria currency.She reaches it out, and Dean takes it with a bit of confusion. That one bill can help him survive living by himself for a month, not something someone would borrow to get a taxi.“Are you flexing or what? Don't you have money smaller than this?” he asks.“That’s the smallest one that I have,” says Mary.“How am I going to pay this,” mumbles Dean.“You don’t need to pay for it. That’s just half of my daily allowance. You can keep it.”“Damn! What are you? A philanthropy? I said to borrow your mon
“You look like someone who runs away from home. Where are you going?” asks Mary curiously. “Do you need a ride?”“Home? Like I have one,” replies Dean with a sour face.“No way?! Don’t tell me the family who adopted you just kicked you out of their house,” utters Mary with a disbelieving face.Dean doesn’t seem to have any interest in talking with her, and simply walks away. Hence, Mary drives the car backwards, so slowly following him.“Do you have a place to go? You know what? You could stay in my house if you want.”“What the?” Dean stops, and Mary also stops the car. “God damn it! Why are you so persistent with me? I don’t remember ever doing any great deed to you.”“Maybe you have done something good to others, and the universe brings you together with a good person like me?” replies Mary with a bit of a teasing smile.And there Dean remembers about the old beggar which he encountered last night. Only then does he pay a bit attention to his bracelet. As he takes a look at it, he
Not just the mad face, Dean also notices something strange in Mrs. Palmer’s voice. It sounds like the voice of two different people. It’s like a strong and low male voice mixed with a weak and high pitch female voice, a bit hoarse and dark, telling Dean to stay away from her.“No! Get away from me!”The commotion attracts Mrs. Lawson and Mary’s attention, who are currently in the living room.“What was that?” asks Mary, immediately getting up in a startled.Mrs. Lawson feels a bit awkward, and then politely asks permission to take her leave. “Uh, it’s only my sick mother,” she says with a unsure smile. “Sorry! I hope you don’t mind if I leave you for a moment.”Mary nods with a smile. But then, she also notices the strangeness in Mrs. Palmer’s voice when that old granny screams again. Hence, she just follows Mrs. Lawson from behind without asking her permission.Upon getting to the second floor, they both find Monica and Liza coming out of their respective rooms. Just like Mrs. Lawson
Apparently, Dean’s condition is the same. The two of them are shaking as if they are stunned by an electric current. Mrs. Lawson approaches them, but she is suddenly pushed away by some strong force, slamming her quite hard to the wall. Liza intends to do the same. But Mary appears, and immediately pulls her away. “Holy shit! What’s happening here?” mumbles Mary with her pale face. “Get away! Don’t even touch them!” Mary comes back with a certain jar in her hand. It’s not clear what she is going to do with that jar. But she simply abandons the jar on the table after finding what’s happened to Mrs. Palmer and Dean. “What should I do now? There’s no way I can trap him when it’s already like this.” She then sprinkles powder around Mrs. Palmer and Dean. Her behavior only makes Monica and Liza even more curious. Moreover, Monica, who has always known Mary as an outstanding student, now sees Mary as a stupid and old-fashioned girl. “What the hell are you doing? What are those?” “Er,
Clearing issue is not always the real issue in life. Sometimes, explaining how did you clear an issue becomes a more complicated issue to clear. Mrs. Palmer has been cured from the mental disorder she’s had for the last 15 years. And right now, She can eat the meal Dean has prepared for her, without any problem. But then, the psychiatrist comes, and she inquires about how that old granny just got back to normal. But no one can explain that to her. Dean himself is currently having a late meal in the kitchen. He is a bit worried because he hasn't eaten anything since morning. To be exact, since last night. “Hey, slow down. Eating fast will only lead to ineffective metabolism,” utters Mary. Dean ignores her. He doesn't care about having a bad image, when he is so hungry like that. Soon after finishing with the meal, he rushes back to Mrs. Palmer's room. “I’m telling the truth. It was the demon who has been haunting me this whole time,” explains Mrs. Palmer with a persuading tone. T
“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