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“Actually he can,” Atticus said as he leaned in behind me. “Or did you not read the paper he had us all sign our names on, on the first day of class?”

“What?”

“Wow,” he shook his head at me, showing me a photo of the document on his phone. “I always have a copy of ever

ything I sign my name on. The last line says…”

“I hereby allow Professor Black to use any and all information given to him by myself, for teaching purposes,” I finished reading.

I hadn’t been paying attention that day because I was just getting over the shock of finding out I had slept with my professor for an entire week, and now, it seemed that it had come back to bite me in the ass.

“And you want to be a lawyer,” Atticus said disapprovingly. “My guess is that he got that information from your initial application. Good thing you didn’t put your weight down, aye?”

I had written my weight down on the application… fortunately for me, he opted to not include that modicum of information.

Ignoring him, I turned back to the board, wondering how the hell he could possibly use this information, and what lesson he planned to teach us with this.

“Good, you’re all here,” Levi said, making an entrance.

He looked stunning, dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a white button down shirt, and a vest in place of his usual jacket… and to make matters worse, he had those glasses on again.

He’s trying to kill me.

“Thea May Cunning,” he said aloud.

I sat up in my seat, staring at him with all the fury I could muster, but he wasn’t looking at me, he was looking at the rest of the students. “As most of you may have already heard, every year I choose one person to personally mold. And right now, Thea May Cunning is at the top of the list.

“So, what does that mean for the rest of you? It means that she is now the new public enemy number one. Everything on that board is what you’ll need to know about her, to kick her off the top of the list. Her name will remain on the board until someone displaces her. And consider yourselves lucky, because the first person who gets their name on my board, never stays up there for long.”

I now understood what it felt like to be a gazelle surrounded by a coalition of cheetahs. I could almost sense their salivary glands awakening.

Levi Black, you are such a fucking sadist.

“Do you hear that? It’s the sounds of people sharpening their knives,” Atticus whispered from behind me and I fought the urge to turn around and slap him with my notebook.

He was so damn annoying.

“Are you alright with this, Ms. Cunning?” El Diablo asked.

“No. But I accept that it must be done,” I said with confidence, even though I felt like a mouse in a snake pit.

What else could I do?

“Professor? When you say Margaret “The Shark” Cunning. Do you mean The Shark?” A guy in the front row asked.

“Off with his head!” Atticus whispered behind me.

“Get out,” Levi said to the guy up in the front row. “And let him be a lesson to you all; I do believe there are such things as stupid questions.”

“I want to defend my seat!” he objected.

I sunk into my chair, bracing myself for the horror show that was about to begin. Levi was going to eat him alive.

“You want to defend the fact that you didn’t understand what quotation marks meant?”

Atticus snorted behind me, trying his best to contain his laughter. The guy, paused, thought about his defense, drew in a deep breath and suddenly deflated. He lingered for a second before grabbing the rest of his things and leaving.

As the door slammed shut, Levi turned to face us. “Fifteen left. Three of you aren’t going to make it. I wonder who you are,” he said with no emotion whatsoever. “Now, let’s get started.”

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