At this moment, Anya was undergoing a very unique kind of torment. The beautiful gyaru with twin silver pigtails was pressed entirely against Alex, sitting on his lap and exuding an intimidating presence.
In reality, the air around them was thick with intimacy.
And all of this was happening in plain view, under the scrutiny of the entire student body. Once her body returned to normal, Anya's face quickly turned an awkward, dark shade of green.
What the hell is going on? My body felt completely disconnected from my mind. Facing the terrified look in the boy's eyes, Anya was so ashamed that veins bulged on her forehead.
"You, you come out with me!"
Noticing the many eyes on her, her brain was in chaos. She scrambled off him, grabbed Alex's arm, and rushed out, ignoring everything else.
Only after their figures disappeared outside the classroom door did the class return to its previous quiet, though the murmuring and speculation were inevitable. Chloe, sitting near the front, had a complex expression.
No one knew what she was thinking.
Her unusual look was noted by Mackenzie. Her friend had been absent-minded for the last two days, and it really seemed to be connected to Alex. Whenever he was mentioned, Chloe's expression would…
Yet, when asked, Chloe denied everything.
I'll just find a chance to ask Alex myself.
Mackenzie thought this, completely unaware of Alex's dangerous nature. If Chloe knew her best friend had such a terrifying idea, she would certainly stop her.
But unfortunately, Chloe was still preoccupied with the situation between Alex and Anya and didn't notice her friend's intentions. Mackenzie didn't plan to tell her anyway.
In the hallway outside the classroom, behind the stairs, only Alex and Anya remained.
"Anya, why did you drag me here?" Alex saw her fierce, terrifying expression, shrank his neck, feigned fear, and retreated with his arms crossed.
"Even if you are a gyaru, Anya, don't think you can force me."
Who's forcing you? This guy was acting like a victim, as if he thought I would do, would do that to him? I'm the one who's suffering here!
Anya was furious at his attitude. She cornered him menacingly. "Cut the crap, Alex. I'm asking you, is my, my physical abnormality related to you?"
Yesterday and today, she was fine normally, but as soon as she interacted with him, her body started acting strange. Anya had to make the connection.
This girl is a bit smart. It seems even H-Game heroines can have brains, Alex thought internally, but outwardly, he asked with confusion, "What physical abnormality? What are you talking about?"
"It's, it's just... when I saw you yesterday, my body felt hot. That—"
Listening to her stammeringly explain, Alex almost burst into laughter. He deliberately winked at her. "Is that right? You get hot when you see me? Could it be that you like me?"
Who likes you?!
"That's not what I meant! I mean—"
She struggled to explain, then saw Alex's hateful smile again. The gyaru student grabbed his collar. "Just tell me! My body is acting really strange, did you do it?"
"No, wait. Seeing you like this, you definitely did it, didn't you?!"
Alex didn't speak, his smile enduring. The corners of his mouth curved slightly as his deep eyes met the white-haired girl in front of him. That sudden, cold gaze made her involuntarily swallow.
"How should I put this, Anya? Since you know I might be responsible, why did you still come to find me? And why in such a secluded place?" Alex seemed to transform. He gently brushed aside the hand gripping his collar.
"A smart person would pretend they didn't know, keep a low profile, and stay far away from a dangerous person like me. But you walked right into the trap," Alex smoothed out his wrinkled shirt, adjusting his collar.
Anya's pupils contracted.
Her body, her body couldn't move.
That's the feeling. It's back! It's him. Alex did it!
But wait, what does he want?
"If something were to happen here, no one would know," Alex took the offensive, reaching out and stroking her cheek, feeling the soft texture under his hand. He pinched her cheek lightly. "Anya, this is the bitter consequence of your own foolishness."
Something were to happen? Does he mean—Wuu, no.
The hand on her cheek slid down to her neck. Anya shuddered. Her arms, like lotus roots, trembled, and her delicate body shook uncontrollably.
Panic, tension, fear—
"However, Anya, you're not really my type," Just as Anya closed her eyes tightly, expecting him to do something vulgar, Alex suddenly withdrew his hand, catching her off guard.
Alex released her, stepping back two paces, his hands clasped behind his back. "I don't feel anything for you. Even if you were lying defenceless in front of me, I'd find it hard to feel desire for you. So, forget it."
In reality, he was completely drained and willing, but physically unable.
Otherwise, Alex wouldn't mind teaching her a lesson... But he didn't realize that his words were a greater blow to Anya, completely breaking the white-haired gyaru's composure.
She widened her eyes, staring at him in disbelief.
"Be more careful next time, Anya. If you're smart, don't seek out trouble again."
After delivering his confident dismissal, Alex turned to leave. But before he could take a step on the stairs, Anya's furious shout rang out. "Alex! You stop right there!!"
Alex: "???"
The girl, her body now free, rushed at him angrily. "You bastard! What do you mean you'd find it hard to feel desire for me? Are you saying I'm some kind of ugly, unattractive woman?!"
Alex was bewildered. Was that the main point?
As the top gyaru in the class, being dismissed like this was unforgivable!
She was always the one who looked down on others. Today, she was being looked down upon herself.
The fear and panic she felt moments ago because Alex could control her body were instantly thrown out the window, replaced only by utter rage and discontent.
"You take those words back!"
"Even if you say that, I'm just stating a fact," Alex shrugged. "I genuinely have no interest in you."
"You!"
He must be faking it, playing hard to get, Anya thought. But then she saw him turn and walk away without hesitation. Her chest heaved, making her gasp with anger and disappointment.
She didn't consider herself ugly; she knew she was a beautiful girl, yet she was being insulted to this degree. Damn him!
Come to think of it, this guy could control people's bodies—a supernatural power. Yet he let her go. Does that mean my appeal is truly that low?
This is a humiliation! This is a true disgrace.
Anya, who should have been afraid of Alex, was now consumed by a feeling of profound humiliation and resentment.
Back in the classroom, she still couldn't shake the shame. During class, she kept glancing at Alex, gritting her teeth.
No, I have to find a way to make him realize my charm...