No Apologies

I swear to God that you will pay for this humiliation, you damn bitch.

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It was noon, and she was heading to Golden Gate University, one of the best universities in San Francisco that only a few could enter. She walked with several of her friends while her best friend Jisoo, with her high-pitched voice, cheerfully told them about her weekend at a friend's house with her parents. They all laughed at some anecdotes that the brunette shared about that weekend when, just before stepping into the university, she bumped into someone, causing some of her heavy books to fall to the ground. She was seconds away from uttering an obscenity, but upon seeing who it was, she realized that an insult wouldn't be enough.

"Sorry, I didn't see you coming," he said in a tone dripping with sarcasm as she watched the pages fly out from between the books. "Hello, Katherina," he greeted, flashing that trademark smile that had the opposite effect on everyone else.

Have you ever had the experience where someone's voice sounds to you like the most unpleasant, repulsive, and undesired sound in the world? Well, something like that happens to Katherina, who got lost for several minutes in the man's voice, idealizing a thousand ways to break that face that all the girls except her consider angelic. She looked at him directly in the eyes in the worst possible way, while Stefany, another friend of hers, and Jisoo kindly picked up the fallen papers.

"Hi, Tom," said Jisoo, the dark-eyed girl, gruffly as she gathered the papers. "I thought you'd skip classes like you've done the whole damn week." Her tone was sarcastic and cynical; I must add that she can't stand Mikaelson. She thinks he believes he's the ultimate and he's not. That much was clear to her.

TOM MIKAELSON HONSON:

23 years old, from the outskirts of London. A guy some envy and others simply wish to see six feet under, including Jisoo, Stefany, Belinda, and Katherina herself. For the rest, he was the funny, egocentric, attractive guy that every woman wanted to have by her side... Well, idolized by half the university, not to mention that some female professors were probably equally smitten, maybe even looking for a way to get him expelled.

For the dark-skinned girl with a tough appearance and a strong temper, he was and would always be that damn idiot who thought he was a god. Or as Belinda - another friend of the brunette - described him: "the super fucking player of the university who thinks he has all the girls at his feet." She couldn't stand him, and she had every justification for it.