My Horrible Romance

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Merliah's Point of View.

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I am here in the garden, chillin like a villain while waiting for my best friend, Lorelei. Today, we have nothing planned particularly, maybe we will just waste time talking shit and kinds of stuff. Of course, there is a spice of insults that talks about annoying people around us.

I turned on the laptop, then I searched for dean Maximillan's account. I thought he wouldn't have a social media account, he looked like an old school with a nasty high standard and hate towards our generation. On top of all, he is too nitpicky and anti-social! How dare he lock his profile? How am I supposed to see his wall and shared shits?!

"Heyyy, did my eyes fooled me?! What the heck? I didn't know you are into stalking accounts nowadays," says the woman with a big mouth. She really is a loud person. "Oh my god! So, was it all your front? You keep on denying yet the truth has been revealed! You have a crush on our college dean."

"Crush my foot! God damn it, don't even mention that ugly foe. He is not my type!"

"Oh really? Then, why are you stalking him? I don't see the logic of stalking a person if you aren't interested, you wouldn't waste your time and wifi data, right?"

I couldn't stop from making face, this stupid girl is spreading non-sense things again.

No one warned me that checking on someone's profile means you like that person. What kind of gibberish nonsense theory is that?! Who the hell invented such talk, they even made it a trend?

"Excuse me. I was just checking his profile to investigate what kind of person he is. You know, I am looking for something to win against him. Haven't you heard of the saying 'keep your enemy closer," I replied.

"You really don't have a crush on him? Sissy, are you sure?" says Lore while smiling like a Cheshire cat, and she even sways her eyebrows.

'She's obviously making fun of me.' She rolled her eyes and raised her brow at her best friend.

"Don't make me count! I told you already, I don't like him. In fact, I hate his guts. I also hate that footwork. The nerve of him to humiliate me in front of everyone? I can't let that pass, even though he is the new dean, he should know my record. He should have known who to avoid."

It all started when I met my snobbish professor, our new dean. Maximillan Suarez Dereux. He was the transferred dean in Elysian. He doesn't look old, despite him existing for 33 years, he can still make a teenager fall for him. He is handsome, indeed. But I don't care about his face. Damn him, he is so snobbish and cold.

I hate him because he was the first person to humiliate me in front of my classmates. At that time, I wanted to strangle everyone's neck, I know that look in their eyes.

So, let me tell you what happened that day...

I went straight to my respective chair. Since I have spent my daycare until college here, the professors were accustomed to my rare late appearance in class. Also, they fear my influence because my family is well-known in this university.

"Where do you think you're going... Ms.?"

"Ms. Faunteen," I replied without hesitation. I pulled my chair and was about to sit when he stopped me by saying...

"Get a promissory note first, write your reason for coming 45 minutes late to my 3 hours class. I'm quite sensitive to latecomers, late submissions, and irresponsible students." He looked at me with warring eyes, judging my personality.

"Excuse me?" Did I hear him right? He demanded a what..? he even goes against the goddess Merliah Faunteen?

"I don't like repeating myself. You are late, much worse, you are not even listening."

Say what?! Can someone hold my tail and horn because I might throw this chair on his face. Instead of making a fuss, I simply clutch my fist and leave. That was the first time I experienced being kicked out in my class, and it's all because of that meticulous old instructor. Mind you, he is our prof in the Philippine Constitution.

I can't forget those eyes that belittled me just because I was kicked out. I bet they are making a big scoop of gossip about it. Gosh! How shameful. After acting almighty for all these years, the new dean had me experience such a thing, those flat-earthers must be laughing by now.