Hera's POV
I took a deep breath and scanned the room. It is also proper and economical. It's not that magnificent, but I can say that I like how huge and broad it is. But I don't like people telling me what to do because I'm used to being the one in charge. All I could do was endure the poisonous, noble beast at the university.
I am Hera Xui the successor of the Xui Mafia group, the superior and most mighty mafia in the world. My late father built it. The odd thing is, how did my father die suddenly?
I pull my hand from my pocket. A vast brightness on my palm arrives, the label of my cultivation.
Master rank-
In the mafia, we are not ordinary individuals who develop into an ordinary Mafia. We had a secret superpower, the sacred weapon of my Mafia. To be one of the mighty mortals, you need to perfect it and pay attention to sacred magic to transcend the trial of divine rank.
My father attained the lord master rank, while I am still shaping the power of master magic. The rank, categorized your position and authority on the Mafia.
10th rank PRACTIONER
9th rank Quarter 1
8th rank Quarter 2
7th rank Quarter 3
6th rank Quarter 4
5th rank Disciple
4th rank Master
3rd rank Lord master
2nd rank Saint
1st rank Goddess
I closed my hand. I need to get evidence and silently examine the murder case of my dear father. As far as I know, as long as I get into this university, I can start attending my classes every time I want. I don't have time to waste acting while it's still early.
Nanlilisik ang mga mata habang nagaanimoy apoy ang mga matang mapupula. Isang pagbabalik-tanaw sa alaalang limang taon nang naganap, mabibigat na mga hinga at patak ng tubig na bumabagsak sa nagkikintabang itim na tiles ang nanggagaling sa walang emosyong mga mata ko. Pagkasabik, pagmamahal at hustisyang noon pa man ay hinahangad ko ng makamtan.
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Andito ako sa harap ng isa sa mga classroom na nakasulat sa folder.
Class A. I wore the uniform with the black necktie, a mini skirt falling below my knees, and black boots that the school provided.
Nilugay ko na din ang buhok ko at naglagay lang ng kaunting liptint to highlight my lips.
"You are?" The woman with the big eye glasses and bun wearing formal attire asked.
"I am Hera Collins, the new student in the University, " I said and smile a lil bit.
Tinaasan ako ng kilay ng babaeng nasa harap ko, habang tinitignan ako mula sa baba hanggang taas.
"Oh! Ikaw pala yon, pumasok kana," pasikmat na salita ng guro.
Upon entering, a deafening silence followed. I caught the attention of the sharp-eyed students and in each of their gaze, there was only one meaning, they did not care about the words I would utter.
I just smiled and sat straight at the vacant seat far from the front of the room.
"Siya yung student na sinampal ni Blake, right?"
"I think so?"
"Stupid."
I wanted to smile but a smirk was formed in my lips instead. Then, the whole classroom was silenced.
"I know I'm so beautiful but you don't have to be so overwhelmed and be happy" I giggled which probably sounded more threatening rather than teasing. "If you don't want to be friends with me, I don't care. MUCH BETTER."
I gave them all the coldest stare I ever had, and a smirk that they never forget.
"Okay class, let's proceed to the topic." The teacher rolls her eyes at me. WTF? Oh, come on how rude.
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A few seconds later, everyone's eyes are on me.
"Who the heck has the guts to sit beside me?" A familiar voice speaks.
I look at the man who wears a hood and a poker face beside me.
Oh, the jerk?
All those who staring at me suddenly looked away scared. Do they fear this man here? But out of nowhere, Blake's action was something I did not foresee.
"Re- remove your hand on my hair!" Sigaw ko habang mahigpit nitong sinasabunutan ang ulo ko.
"You really wanna piss me off? Fine." He throws me away at the other side of the classroom. Everyone was shocked and bow their heads, a sign of fear and nervousness at the scene. With my back hitting the wall at a rather fast and sudden impact, I tasted the metallic taste of my own blood.
Woah. Talagang pinupuno mo akong kengkoy ka!
"Tch. You're funny mister jerk." I let out a hysterical laugh. "Who the hell do you think you are to throw me just like that? Is that the best you can do? "
I close my eyes and in a blink of an eye, my aura exuded that of a devil's power.
Everyone gasps and holds their breath. Hindi na ako nagtaka dahil paniguradong ramdam nila ang tension na namamagitan sa amin ni Blake kahit na mga mata lang naming ang nagtatama.
Tumayo na ako at naglakad patungo sa lalaking ito ng walang pagbabago sa expression ko.
BLAKE'S POV
Sanay na akong maupo mag-isa rito sa pinaklikuran ng silid kaya naman nagtaka agad ako nang nakaramdam ako ng isang pamilyar na presensya.
Teka may tumabi saken?
"Who the heck has the guts to sit beside me?"
I shifted my attention on my right and, then, a young lady with a puzzled face showed up right at me. Her brown eyes were the reason why I seemed to have been trapped in her gaze. No spirit, crumpled forehead, and frosty stares caused my amazement.
PSH. THAT STUPID GIRL.
Without hesitation, I stand from my seat and pull on her hair harder, due to what happened earlier.
"Re- remove your hand on my hair!" sigaw ng babae habang pilit na inaalis ang kamay ko sa buhok nya.
"You really wanna piss me off."
*BIZZT*
What the hell? Why is there some kind of electric feeling like that? A powerful force encouraged me to throw this woman into the other corner of the room. Everyone was appalled and bent their heads down, the sign of fear and nervousness was already obvious.
A-ano yon? Ang weird. It was definitely not me.
I took hold of my hand and noticed that the dark lotus tattoo suddenly showed. Weird, a sacred tattoo doesn't just come out if there's no danger! Looking at the other side, I saw the woman lick her lip with blood. Bold, huh. She seemed humorous staring at me. With her thumb, she removed the blood from her left lip as if nothing had happened and she was feeling no pain.
"Tch, you're funny mister jerk," she said and suddenly laughed like a crazy person. "Who the the hell do you think you are to throw me just like that? Is that the best you can do?" She shut her eyes close and within a matter of seconds, I could feel the devil's aura coming out from her.
Why?
Why do I feel like we knew each other?
Why do I feel like we had some sort of a connection?
Why do I feel scared?
Her eyes.
Her voice.
Her calmness.
Despite the impact she received from what I just did, she was still able to stand. Unbelievable! But I did not want to show any sort of amazement or fear so I simply wore a blank expression that only I can make! I immediately snapped out from my trance when I realized that she had punched the table that caused its destruction.
Before I could do anything, she suddenly grabbed my collar and stared at me directly in the eyes.
"For the second fuck*n time, I FORGAVE YOU. Don't blame me because if you do it again, you will find yourself in hell. And for you to know, hell is my territory! Stop messing around baka hindi kita matansya." She once again wore the smirk she always showed to everyone. "I'm warning you don't pick a fight on me, never test my patient. I.AM.WARNING. YOU. BLAKE." She pushes me away after spitting out my name with her venomous-like voice.
Why am I nervous? My heartbeat seems to drop and I want to run away. What's that strange feeling? Her arrogance catches my attention more, her movements surprise me, and finally, her eyes hide the spirit that does not differ from my glare! How can someone like her share the same gaze as I have?