On a morning when classes were in session.
After having breakfast, Sam, full of energy, headed to school.
It seed like nothing had changed. Even in the dead of winter, the youthful crowd was vibrant, and on the podium stood the ever-elegant and beautiful Alice.
And then there was Louis, who today seed unusually enthusiastic, greeting and chatting with everyone, laughing and joking.
Louis seed a bit off, overly enthusiastic, overly eager to show himself.
It was as if he was trying to tell everyone, "I'm fine, I'm doing great."
This was inherently abnormal, but Sam could understand. Teenagers often did such things.
Using overly normal behavior to prove that nothing was wrong, that they weren't affected at all, but in reality, it was a sign of insecurity.
At lunchti in the cafeteria, Sam was just having a regular al, but he seed to have arrived a bit late. The cafeteria was packed, and Sam, holding his tray, had to find a suitable spot, preferably at a table with fewer people.
Until he saw soone interesting...
"President Brody, long ti no see."
Brody was eating in the cafeteria.
Yes, Brody Montgory, the young master of the Montgory family, was eating in the school cafeteria.
Brody didn't need to eat in the cafeteria, and he would be leaving the school next spring.
His family background allowed him to eat whatever he wanted, but he had to maintain appearances as the student council president, especially since he was about to step down. He needed to leave a good impression.
Creating a 'down-to-earth' image.
Maybe so of these ordinary students he looked down on would beco useful in the future, and having t them could be beneficial.
He thought his actions were a sign of maturity. After all, his two older brothers liked to do the sa. He didn't quite understand those business operations.
Despite being favored, it seed his two brothers had gained considerable trust through their abilities.
But at this mont, Brody, who was eating, didn't expect the person sitting across from him and greeting him... to be Sam.
Who gave this jerk the courage to sit in front of him? And with a tray, no less!
Did he invite him to sit?
Has hanging out with Angel made him forget who he is?
"Excuse , I don't know you well. Why are you sitting here?"
Sam had intended to ease the tension with Brody, but he didn't expect such rudeness. Given Brody's attitude, Sam wasn't going to be polite either. He looked at him matter-of-factly.
"This is the cafeteria. I'm a student, so I can sit here. Does the cafeteria have reserved seats for the student council president?"
"...Sam, do you know who you're talking to?"
Brody felt his appetite vanish.
"President Brody, have you forgotten your own na?"
Sam looked at him like he was an idiot, then thought for a mont and said, "Hmm, your na is Brody Montgory, rember?"
"Rember my ass! Sam, are you feeling smug now?"
Brody couldn't help but clench his fists.
Sam calmly continued eating, not in a hurry to respond, his leisurely deanor contrasting sharply with Brody's urgency.
"Smug about what? Oh... are you talking about Angel?"
He even took another bite before slowly answering.
Brody's blood pressure was about to explode, veins bulging at his temples.
"You really are smug... A man relying on a woman, don't you feel ashad?"
"I can't help it. It's Angel's choice. I didn't force her."
"...Heh, let's see how long you stay smug. A spineless man like you will get bored of her soon and be dumped. Do you think you can be protected forever? Pray this good ti lasts, or I'll make your life a living hell!"
Has this guy been reading too many novels lately?
Saying things like "living hell"?
Sam smiled, put down his utensils, placed his hands on the table, and looked at Brody with a smile.
"Tell , President Brody, do you really know what a living hell feels like?"
Brody was taken aback. What was this strange expression on the boy's face?
He didn't expect Sam to lean in closer.
Speaking in a lower voice.
"Do you know what it feels like to have your body shattered into ninety-nine pieces?"
"..."
"Do you know what it's like to be killed and have your body soaked in a container full of formaldehyde?"
"...Smack!"
Brody, unable to bear it, slamd the table and stood up, drawing the attention of many around them.
People curiously looked at these two prominent figures.
One was the student council president, the beloved youngest son of the Montgory family.
The other was the handso guy every girl in school had heard of, and also Angel's boyfriend.
It seed natural for these two not to get along, but no one expected... them to be sitting together?
"You say all this, have you ever died?!"
"Oh, I haven't died. Just asking if you know. If you don't, then forget it."
Sam leaned back in his chair, smiling.
Brody imdiately realized he had been played by this boy.
He really had the guts!
This damn jerk... even dared to ss with him? Who gave him the courage?
"Sam... just you wait."
Sam picked up his spoon again. Brody standing there had no pressure on him. Like a clown.
"Can I ask how long I have to wait? I might consider setting aside so ti for you."
"Heh, don't be smug. When Angel gets tired of you, when she dumps you, when you realize a beggar can never win a princess's favor, you'll know when..."
Seeing Brody regain his confidence, leaving his tray behind and walking away.
Sam sighed.
"President Brody."
Brody turned back, sneering at Sam.
"Thinking of begging for rcy now? Too late. I won't let anyone who pisses off get away. Don't have any delusions. Don't let catch you, Sam..."
"Ah... that's not what I wanted to say."
"Then what do you want to say? I'm busy."
"Nothing much, just wanted to tell you, getting tired of soone... at least ans having been with them, right? Oh, I'm not bragging. I just wanted to say... Angel is a really great girl, really great. Every part of her body is great."
"..."
Brody couldn't say a word.
He didn't even know how he walked out of the cafeteria.
His rational mind told him not to act out in the cafeteria.
But all he could think about was.
What did he an?
Was he telling he and Angel had already had sex?
Impossible.
Impossible!!
Angel wasn't that kind of girl! She had the best education and manners, she wasn't that kind of woman.
She should be pure, chaste, saving herself for marriage, not giving herself away in high school to a poor boy with nothing but good looks!
No way!
He must be lying, he must be lying!
Brody's eyes were bloodshot.
No, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing. He couldn't let things develop on their own.
Now Angel was deceived, deeply influenced.
He couldn't let Sam continue to harm Angel. He wasn't worthy!
So he almost trembled as he took out his phone from his pocket.
He dialed a number.
A lazy male voice quickly answered.
"Hello... my dear brother, isn't it school ti? Why are you calling now?"
Hearing this voice, Brody couldn't help but frown slightly.
But he took a deep breath and endured.
"Brother... I want to ask, if there's soone I really hate... soone I really hate, but I can't deal with him with my current abilities... what should I do?"
"Heh, coming to your brother for advice shows you're not completely stupid. But... why can't you deal with him? Seems like you're still too young, need to learn more."
Brody's teeth were about to shatter.
But he could only speak softly.
"I know, brother... I'm really out of options..."
"It's okay, just tell who this person is. It's a small favor, no trouble at all."
"Alright..."
When the call finally ended.
Brody put down his phone.
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, welcoming the sunlight on this cold winter day.
"It's settled... and it won't co back to . If it doesn't work... brother, you'll be in trouble too. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"
At this mont, Brody felt a genuine sense of being a scher.
He had a strong premonition.
anwhile, the boy in the cafeteria finally put down his spoon and let out a satisfied burp.
"Ugh... why do I feel like he's about to do sothing stupid? Still not low-key enough."
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