Chapter 1
Melvin's Point of View
There was chaos inside the campus because of the papers posted about Augusto's scandal. He furiously tore down the papers from the bulletin board.
He glared at everyone, one by one, and announced a threat that whoever was behind this would pay for it.
I felt a sudden wave of anxiety at his words, but I wouldn't be caught since I never spoke to or had any conflict with him. I always made sure to avoid crossing paths with him.
Finally, I had my revenge. I ruined his reputation, and that was a huge bonus for making the girls in our campus look at him differently.
At least, that’s what I thought. It turned out that it made him even cooler in the eyes of the girls. They even said that Augusto could charm not just women, but also men. That gave me goosebumps.
I was in the classroom when my one and only friend, Nicolo, arrived and greeted me.
"Do you have the assignment? Let me copy it. I was playing Mobile Legends last night and forgot about it." Sometimes, you just want to smack your friend.
"Here, copy it," I said as I handed him my notebook.
"Is this correct—?" I immediately smacked him because, how dare he be picky when he’s the one copying?
"Stop being so choosy! You’re such an idiot." He laughed and quickly copied from my notebook.
After a while, the student council entered our classroom to investigate the incident involving Augusto.
They started searching through our things when Nicolo suddenly spoke up, and my eyes widened at what he was holding.
"Hey, you have a printout of Augusto's scandal—" I quickly snatched it from his hand, crumpled it up, and shoved it in my mouth.
“What was that?” asked a student council member. I signaled to Nicolo to keep quiet.
"Ah, Melvin just has a lemon square, but he swallowed it quickly," Nicolo lied, and the entire inspection passed with the paper in my mouth.
Once they left, I quickly spat it out.
"Confess, Melvin! Were you the one who spread Augusto's scandal?"
"Shhh! Keep your voice down; they might hear you. Yes, it was me, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. It shouldn't have ended this way."
"You idiot! Didn’t you think that no matter what dirt you throw at Augusto, everyone will still like him? You never think things through."
"Augusto is too perfect to be judged. If he ran around in his underwear, people would probably scream in excitement. Meanwhile, we... we’d just look like perverts."
"Why did he even study here when he’s so rich?"
"Exactly... I was thinking the same thing."
"Chelsea would have already answered me if it weren’t for that Augusto."
"Idiot, even if Augusto wasn’t around, you still wouldn’t stand a chance. Chelsea’s probably taller than you—ouch!"
"Shut up, or I’ll make sure you lose your rank in our next game."
"Geez, can’t you take a joke? Let’s play later."
"Sure." After class, we went downstairs for recess, but Nicolo and I both stopped in our tracks when we saw a bloodied schoolmate in front of us.
"If I ever find out who spread that... they’ll end up just like this," he said, and my knees went weak at his words.
The guy he punched was almost unrecognizable.
"Be careful, bro, he’s really angry," Nicolo whispered, and we quickly walked away. I promised myself I wouldn’t do it again.
Good thing there are no CCTV cameras at our school, or I’d probably be in my grave right now. I better just play some games to calm my nerves.
Melvin's Point of View
After class, we hurriedly left the classroom, but we ran into Augusto's group.
I tried to hide behind Nicolo, but he pushed me away because I was sticking too close.
"Hide me—" I stopped when I felt someone bump into me from behind.
"Hey! Move! You’re blocking the way!" one of his friends pushed me aside and walked away like they owned the school.
"You okay?" Nicolo asked, but I was too annoyed to hear him. Who does he think he is? Just wait, I’ll drive you crazy trying to figure out who I am.
"Hey, what’s with that grin? You look like you’re high on drugs."
"Shut up! This is your fault."
"Why me? You’re the one hiding from Augusto."
"If I get in trouble or die because of you, I’ll haunt your dreams." I said, getting on my bike.
"Idiot, I’m not scared!" he shouted after me until I got home, where I saw mom and dad in the living room.