"Mr. Hugo, why are you still here? Class hours ended an hour ago." Charlotte was wandering around the school's garden when she saw soone sitting alone on the bench.
"Miss," Hugo called out as he turned his back to et Charlotte. "I was just appreciating the view, trying to relax," he half lied.
It was true that he was in the garden to relax. But just when he was about to leave 15 minutes ago, Lilianne called her. Now he was waiting for her because she invited him to eat together later.
He said that he can just go there since he can just teleport right to her house if ever, but Lilianne insisted that she wanted to pick him and he just said yes.
'If this continues on, I'm pretty sure Lilianne will be my Sugar Mom. But then, who doesn't like that?' He muttered as the corners of his lips slightly rose up.
"How about you, Miss Charlotte? Aren't you supposed to be out already?" He curiously asked when he realized it.
Charlotte smiled. "Can I sit first before I answer?"
"Sure."
Charlotte sat beside Hugo. She stared at him for a couple of seconds before answering.
"I was just checking out the garden. It was the other day when you toured around, and I just had my free ti today to co back here." She uttered.
"You must have liked flowers?" Hugo questioned, even though he knew the answers already.
He was just making the atmosphere light by having a conversation. He doesn't want an awkward silence with his teacher.
Charlotte nodded. She looked at the flowers in front of her and picked so. "Yes, but this is my favorite,' she smiled as she cleaned the petals of the flowers that she took.
"Here," she carefully grabbed Hugo's hands and placed the flower in his palms.
"What is this?" the tone of his voice was filled with curiosity.
"Daisies."
Hugo took the flower in his palms. He looked at it and chuckled. "It's pretty."
Her face beca flushed at what she heard. "It's my first ti hearing that from a man." She couldn't help but point it out.
Hugo's expression beca confused. "What do you an?"
Charlotte bit her lower lips. "Well, I have t a man in the past and he thinks that liking flowers is too girlish. We dated just one ti, and he didn't talk to anymore." She continued staring at the flowers to hide her embarrassnt.
Shaking his head. "Don't call that a man."
"Huh? What do you an? I can't just call him gay for no reason."
"That's not what I an," Hugo sighed. "I was saying don't call him a man if he acts like that. That's how a boy acts."
Hugo secretly cut the flower's stem using his hands before turning his eyes to Charlotte. "And this flower will be more beautiful with you."
.He slightly leaned against her body.
"What are you—"
"Let ."
Hugo looked at Charlotte straight in her eyes. She couldn't help but nod when she saw how serious Hugo looked like.
His hands went to Charlotte's hair, placing them behind her ears. After that, he carefully put the flower on Charlotte's ears. He made sure that it wouldn't fall before he took his hands off.
"There," his smile beca wider when he saw that the white flower perfectly matched Charlotte.
He had seen Charlotte doing this to her hair a couple of tis in his previous life. So he knew that she would like it.
"Thank you," Charlotte's face beca red as Hugo moved away from her body. She cleared out her throat before shaking her head to remove unwanted thoughts.
She secretly placed her hand on her chest when she heard how hard her heart was beating. 'What is happening?' she asked himself
'So this is what Charlotte looks like when she is blushing,' he grinned. He leaned against the back of the bench and closed his eyes.
"Isn't it relaxing here, Miss Charlotte?"
"Y-Yeah,' her voice trembled. Because Hugo has his eyes closed, Charlotte was able to stare at him with no restrictions.
'So, this is why Hugo is popular among the female teachers.' she couldn't help but think of it.
When she first entered the university, she had always heard of Hugo's na. Unknown to Hugo, he was the talk of the teachers. They always comnd him for how handso and smart he was, even though he was poor.
If it was just allowed, then those old teachers would ship their daughters to Hugo so they can have him as their son-in-law.
'So that is how my teachers thought of , huh?' Hugo uttered in his mind. He had been mind-reading Charlotte since earlier.
He was curious why she beca quiet suddenly. He didn't know that he has that effect on her.
"How is the Academia, Miss Charlotte? Is it hard to teach students?" Hugo, out of nowhere, asked.
He had suddenly beco interested in the life of Charlotte. He didn't know if being a teacher was a hard job to have.
"Hmm… It's fine. I guess?" Charlotte was unsure of her answer. "But I am having fun," she chuckled.
Growing up, although Charlotte's family was rich, she was pressured to follow her mother's steps.
The students and other teachers didn't know it, but Headmaster Leon was her uncle. She was able to get in, in this university without any hardship because of it. Even though she was ashad of it, she was still thankful that Headmaster Leon gave her this position.
"Oh." Hugo nodded his head.
Charlotte stood up. "I will get going now Hugo. It is nice to have a chat with you," she uttered when she noticed the ti.
"Alright," Hugo bid her goodbye when he saw the panic in Charlotte's eyes as she ran away.
He shrugged his shoulders. He took out his phone when it vibrated inside his pocket.
[Lilianne: I am here now in front of your school.]
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Author's Note- I recently saw that so of the readers were complaining about how Hugo not using his power all the ti.
To clarify, even though Hugo has been using his powers more frequently, it doesn't an that it doesn't have any limitations any more. His body can beco imnsely tired if he uses it every ti.
But no worries, just wait for the upcoming chapters and you will see him kicking so balls.
This is the second chapter for today. Expect the 3rd chap in 3-4 hours.
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