"I've cleaned up. Oh, I also gave the toilet in your room a good scrubbing, so it feels clean. Don't worry, you don't have to pay for that one."
A woman who had just returned to her house was immediately greeted by a man with deep black eyes whose sleeves were slightly wet and he was wearing the same jacket he had first entered before finally changing into a short shirt while cleaning his house.
Tania looked around her house. Both tables and windows looked clean and things were neatly organized. She also opened the toilet a little stunned by the shiny color of the walls as if she could look in the mirror there.
"Free? Don't joke with me, kid. You deserve more."
Tania then took out a sum of money from inside her light blue bag and handed over a few bills along with a bonus to this young man.
"I thought you were just an ordinary student working for extra pocket money, but your work is very clean and you are professional."
Tania quickly handed the money to Leon who accepted it with a pleased smile. "Thank you, Miss Tania. You're so nice."
Tania waved her hand to the right and left rejecting the remark.
"By the way, can you help my son to study? Having a young genius like you tutor him might motivate him."
Leon nodded lightly. "Sure, I'll do it."
"Good, I'll call you later."
As soon as he stepped out of the house the door closed completely. Leon immediately used his feet to step faster and wider. He pressed the elevator roughly and waited anxious while looking at the silver watch he had worn for years.
It had been serviced a few times after it didn't turn on because it was exposed to water while he was working. But he still wore it because it was a watch someone gave him a long time ago.
Besides, buying a new watch was too expensive and the quality was not as good as the one he was currently wearing.
His body was soaked with sweat by the time he arrived and sat down on the remaining seat.
The lecturer in this subject was not well-liked by some people because he always gave sudden schedule changes every session. That was the reason why Leon was in a hurry when he saw the unexpected message in the group chat this class had.
"Oh? Look, isn't this Leon? The campus servant that we can use at will!"
Someone came and greeted Leon, looking down on him while laughing incoherently.
Leon turned his head to face the person and then immediately smiled as the person approached him.
"Hello there Ren. Do you have any work for me to do?"
"Hah! Look at him! I just found out you're so eager to keep yourself busy when you're just sitting on a bench! Hey man, if you need a job to pay for your food, why don't you just quit school and get a job? Maybe become a janitor? Yeah, that would suit you."
"No thanks, I have goals I need to pursue. Besides, if I do that I'll just be wasting the scholarship I got a long time ago."
Leon replied calmly, but Ren looked annoyed. "You're discussing scholarships in front of me? Damn it! You want to show off huh?!"
"Stop it, Ren."
The man with polished brown hair pulled Ren's shoulder, calming him down. "He's poor, it's only natural that a scholarship is something he can be proud of. People like you who always rely on connections will never understand."
She glanced lazily at Leon and handed him a few bills.
"What is this money?"
"Didn't you hear the lecturer's explanation just now? My friends aren't very smart, but if they stay in class because they failed this class it could ruin my reputation."
Baron's friends, who were more like subordinates, looked happy when they knew Leon would do his assignment. He looked satisfied but didn't stop to smile frivolously at Leon.
Arrogantly, Baron handed Leon a few more bills.
"Is this too little? I didn't know you were that greedy. Never mind, what else can a poor kid at a famous school like you do, other than to help those who are already guaranteed to become successors and influential people?"
"No, that's more than enough."
Baron then left. "Make it for Becky and Norma too. They're both pretty stupid, but their family's well-respected."
The baron paused for a moment as he looked at Leon at the door. "You can finish all that... can't you?"
The door closed. Ren smiled with satisfaction as he stared at Leon and kicked the table causing the money to fall, he then left after the Baron.
Exhaling, Leon crouched down, picking up some of the scattered money.
No one cared, everyone was focused on their own business.
This was his life for about 2 years in this place.
This school that was meant for the elite was not friendly at all to him who had nothing. But what else could he do, other than work hard to earn money to meet the cost of living in this difficult place? He was currently fighting his way into the realm of adulthood, so Leon had to be patient and mature. That was what his late mother had told him a few years ago while lying on the bed.
A hand came into Leon's vision, the man then smiled a little as a water bottle was brought up to his face. The cold air from the bottle made him thirsty.
"Drink up."
Leon drank it and looked at Mitty who was currently looking lovely as usual.
"Just back from some modeling?" Leon said a little sparkly stain on his chin area and hair that was perfectly fluffy from the salon.
Mitty looked at me with widened eyes, she looked beautiful with the pink eyeshadow she often wore.
"You know that?"
"That's because you're so pretty today."
"You mean I wasn't pretty before?"
Leon laughed, he then took Mitty by the hand and led her away.
"Eh? Why didn't you answer?"
After taking her to an empty classroom, Leon released their handshakes.
"...can I hug you now?"
Leon shook his head quickly, making Mitty even more upset.
The woman with a side job as a model then turned around, took the nearest chair, and sat on it while folding her arms.
"Even though it's been two years, why are we not allowed to be spotted when we're dating?"
Moving closer to her, Leon then touched Mitty's arm gently.
'I don't like our relationship being exposed."
"You just don't like hanging out with me."
"Who said that? I like hanging out with you. You're the most understanding person in this place, Mitty.
"Liar, you never even wanted to kiss me."
Dating the most admired girl in school is every boy's dream. It had never crossed Leon's mind at all, at least until two years ago. This rich kid who was the star of the school talked to him and invited him to play and study together.
The thing that other students avoided the most because it would make them look bad in Baron's eyes.
"... are you being bullied again?"
Leon, who was just smiling, annoyed Mitty, who kicked the table lightly. "Basic! I knew my cousin would be rude to you again after you got the award yesterday! What is the Baron doing now?"
"Nothing." Mitty looked at me suspiciously.
'Really nothing, he's just giving me a job with a short deadline. He's giving me the right amount of money so it's fine.
"I've never understood why you're always desperate for money. Yeah, it's not that I don't know your reasons, it's just... it's weird to me."
For a person born from a silver spoon, Mitty would have never experienced hardship. Unlike Mitty who could delay waking up for a while, Leon had to wake up right away if he didn't want to oversleep. If Mitty complained about being hungry because she was on a diet, then Leon could only bite the bullet if the money he held was not even enough to buy one serving of noodles.
Making him have to work with a sore stomach.
Mitty became sad when the clock Leon was wearing rang.
"Then I'll go first."
"Don't push yourself too hard," Mitty exclaimed as Leon walked out of the empty classroom.
Unfortunately, that was not possible.
Because Leon needed to keep working if he wanted to keep living.
"I only have two weeks left for the assignment deadline. Don't forget to submit it before the end of time and don't be late because it will go into your final assessment. Got it?" The class was dismissed, but that was not the end of Leon, as usual, he was busy with the various work he had to complete. "Mr. Mysandra, I have something to talk about." Leon, who was just getting ready to run stopped his steps, his eyes then went to the lecturer who stopped him while carrying the quiz paper that was done today. "Do you know why you were called here?" Leon sat on the chair directly facing Professor Wanton. Did he get caught? Leon looked at the two final exam papers belonging to Wanton's students, Ren's name was displayed. Leon was sure that underneath the papers were Becky and Norma's exams that he had just done and given to Baron's men this morning. "I believe you said you didn't care how we handled it." "You're saying the work you write for others is the right thing to do?" Leo
"Mr. Mysandra, your manners are extremely ill-mannered for a student who has been awarded a scholarship." "EXACTLY." The paper he found on the notice board Leon picked up and placed in front of the prefect. "Oh, what's wrong with this?" "Can you explain why my name is not listed as a scholarship recipient?" The man in charge of the scholarship didn't seem to care. "Hmm yes, yes... three years of continuous scholarship is enough for you isn't it, if you don't like it, you can try again next year." Leon's eyes turned red. "Are you kidding me? You and everyone here knows my financial situation, I won't be able to pay for college even for a month!" He was still engaging his classmate in a joke until he pointed to a picture in a magazine. "Ah... it doesn't matter." "SIR!" "Noisy! Can't you see I'm choosing a vacation spot with my family? Besides, it's your fault why you plagiarized someone's assignment and got a blank grade for it! Are you satisfied now? Go away!" Leon gasped. "W
With closed eyes and bound hands, a large man awoke as water was harshly poured onto his face. In panic, the man tried to move, but the chair he was sitting on was kicked, causing him to fall, and his face hit the floor. "Damn, don't you know who I am?!" No answer. "Crazy bastard! Just wait until I'm free-URGH." Leon kicked Ren's face repeatedly. After a moment, he bent down to untie the man's blindfold. Ren, initially ready to curse, at the person was stunned when he saw Leon's face filled with murderous intent. "Leon? You're LEON?! Wow, aren't you satisfied with what just happened?!" How could a cheap and poor kid like Leon behave like this towards him? Ren couldn't accept it. "Release me before I kill you." Ren gritted his teeth, staring at Leon who remained silent, staring straight ahead. "DO YOU REALLY WANT TO DIE?" This time, Leon moved. He put his hands on the chair and began untying Ren. "Good, be warned. You'll regret dealing with me." Ren kept rambling incoherent
Sweat dripped from his temples. The cold air didn't bother him much. Randoff, who had just entered the room, gazed at Leon calmly. "Are you awake, Sir?" Leon, who just finished his morning run is currently squatting while sipping some water, glanced towards the door. "You should call me when you want to go out." Leon look at him "Do I need permission to leave?" Randoff shook his head. "No. You don't, Sir" He had been in this place for two days. For the past two days, Randoff hadn't had the chance to take him around because he was busy dealing with the mess I caused in the old building. So far, there was no news of missing persons or discovered corpses. Thinking about that night made me shudder; it felt like I wasn't myself. But let bygones be bygones. As Randoff said, he would take care of everything. And I knew he could do it. "Randoff, what about my father?" Randoff looked at his young master and answered. "Mr. Yan is still working. He won't come home until his work fi
"Mr. Yan is an extraordinary man. He can compete with his siblings and become a leader at a young age. If someone asks who is the greatest, I would answer that it is Mr. Yan Drago, the father of young master Leon." Leon is currently sitting at the dining table with his teacher, Gera, who is explaining in detail the lesson they will learn today: table manners. Gera raises his hand, and several servants come and prepare lunch for them. Today's class session is held during lunchtime. "Have you studied table manners?" Gera asks. Leon replies, "I've read about it, but... I'm still confused." A sigh is heard from Gera. "Well, that's okay, it's because you're learning for the first time. In the past, the master could practice it directly just by reading a book. I think because you're his son you will be the same. But… unfortunately." His voice whispers but is still audible to Leon. Gera smiles, again. "That's why I've prepared special utensils for beginners like you, so you can easily
"Are you hurt, young master?" Leon shook his head. "No, what just happened? Didn't you say that my presence here is a secret? So why was there suddenly an intruder trying to kill me?" At the moment, Leon is someone transparent and unknown to anyone. Besides, his presence was not announced. No one knows about him except those inside this mansion. "What does it mean if my presence has been exposed?" "Don't worry too much, young master." Not worried? My life almost ended just now. Randoff moves quickly. Even though Leon says he's fine, a doctor is brought in to thoroughly examine Leon's condition. The doctor bows. "Don't worry, young master. You are fine." As I mentioned before. "That's expected from Mr. Yan's son. Your reflexes are extraordinary. The person who just hurt you is quite professional, but you handled it well." I retrieve my clothes from beside the bed and put them on when the examination is finished. The doctor taking care of him is an old woman with gray hair. H
"Are you planning to go for a morning run today, Master Leon?" "No, not now," Leon replied. Counting the days, it had only been a week since he arrived at this place. Within that short time, he had narrowly escaped an attempt on his life and had just dismissed his teacher. Leon seldom ventured outside his quarters and spent most of his time in the study or attending classes. The only exception was his morning jog around the mansion's grounds. "I'll go check on the state of the house," Leon decided. Randoff nodded. "Very well, sir. I'm sure everyone will be delighted that you've paid them a visit." With his trademark smile, Randoff stepped back to prepare Leon for the walk, a mole visible on his hand as he opened the door. Leon couldn't afford to relax, not after what had happened. It was no longer just about his father but about himself. He should have known what to expect dealing with a mafia family. As his mother had warned, life would become more difficult when dealing with
Mr. Gera, what are you doing here?" "Young master... I sincerely apologize for my recklessness all this time. What Mr. Leon said is true. I have spoken inappropriately to you, who is my superior, and I am nothing more than someone who follows orders. I have no right, and I am not worthy to be in your presence. I have regarded you as an outsider who knows nothing. I should have been more self-aware. Whoever you are, wherever you live, you are still Mr. Yan's child, his only son, and someone I should respect and educate with utmost sincerity." Gera lowered his head. "Please forgive me, sir." Leon moved his fingers several times, remaining silent for a considerable time. On the other hand, Gera did not stop bowing. "People always say to give a second chance because they deserve it." Gera lifted his head, pleased that Leon forgave him. However, his smile faded when Leon spoke again. "But I am not one of those people." Leon walked closer, quite near to Gera. "One insult will remain