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I’m not sure I like him sitting next to Asher.

Makes me feel uneasy. As if he’d hurt what’s mine.

I begin to realize out of the entire room, there’s only one seat left.

Thankfully, it’s next to Hades.

Even better, a certain slithering Viper is moving along the oakwood surface that’s painted black like the walls of the classroom. Honestly, without the window that allows the sunlight to pierce through and the dim lights, this place would be pitch black.

“Oh, look who it is?” The group from the library is sitting up front in the corner right next to the door.

Their apparent jock leader missing.

“What’s up, Smart Ass? A bit of death frightened you to reconsider covering for your pathetic sister?” One of them gestures with a mocking grin.

His comrades laugh, and a few students around the room join in as if this is the perfect comedic relief.

I’m paying attention to my white socks, noticing how they’re covered in blood.

Not my blood.

“Bro, where’s Josh? He’ll rave at seeing Miss Teacher’s Pet is in our class. Bet you he’d enjoy killing her.”

The others laugh like death is such a joyous thing.

It leaves a bad taste in my mouth, one that makes it hard not to curl my fingers into fists and glare venomously at these boys, who are acting as if life is not as precious as it is.

“He’s dead.”

All eyes are on me, my words shutting down every spoken word of mockery and curiosity.

“Wh-What?” his champ questions, noticing how my expression is void of emotion.

“Josh. Is. Dead.” I repeat, looking at his friend’s wide black eyes that realize I’m not lying. “A shame, really. If he wasn’t distracted, maybe he would have finished his sentence.”

No one says a word to argue with me.

The only sound that follows is my heel boots that click and clack loudly because of how I direct my boiling emotions into every step I take. Without much thought, I pull out the chair from the empty desk and lower into the seat in one smooth movement.

Everyone gasps.

It sounds like everyone.

“What?” I huff and look at the group of boys, who flinch at my menacing gaze. I don’t know if they’re frightened at the idea I may have killed their pal or that I’ve sat in a seat that’s secretly marked forbidden because there’s a golden snake slithering on there.

“Uh…” The dude looks pale, even with his darker complexion, as he points in my direction, just farther to my left. “Y-You’re sitting there.”

“Yes?” My patience is running out. “And? What? This seat taken?”

“N-No,” the boy next to him with dark blonde hair speaks up, his voice trembling.

“Then what’s the problem?” I hasten for an answer because I don’t like being the only one left in the dark.

“Hisssss?” Ophira is already along my shoulders and decorating my neck with her golden body,as if she’s now a new accessory to show off to the world.

“Hello, Ophira,” I greet her before my eyes are back on the library gang of jocks. “You guys got snake phobia?”

“N-No,” they admit but look like they want to run out of the room and to the hills of N.M.U.

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