Alpha King's Damsel in Distress

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n him here. Is h

ws at me and said, “Look at where you’re walking sis,” He

l eat in the bathr

ce you to eat with me. You'r

’s car as I just arrived on time. It was boring as usual, as I’m not some genius, I’m just on th

I heard the familiar high-p

, and she pushed me to the lockers. I felt the sharp metal gr

yfriend's room.” She w

know you were this delusional.” I said, “

near Bryce, don’t forget that,” she said snarkil

d, and she was about to attack me when I pushed h

as. It seemed that Stef also didn’t expect t

, grabbing this opportunity. “So you have a

d, glaring at me

nger, not bothered now. To hell with it. Report me all you

my physics class, knowing I’m

ice said. Seeing his green eyes under his glasses,

ng under my breath. So h

his arms in front of him so that I could see his white long-sleeved shirt hu

just a bit distracted by his body. I’m Kira Ityzayana Fernandez. I

tion room.” He said, handing me a yello

going well. I somehow got Mr. Jones

tside for lunch. I waited for them to le

es?” I asked bravely. Better discuss it now as I'm af

and looked at me, “Don’t be late next time an

this slide now… but I won’t let someone just do

, towering over me, “Do you want to add some disc

onally glazing my hand over his, and he suddenly stopped, his eyes widening. His ga

to the ground. “L-leave. Make

didn’t comment further as I just turne

th Stef glaring at me from the popular

y with his friends as Stef is not with him now. Time flew by, and as the rest of the periods fi

do you always look for

rshly threw her hands on my face, hit

k and said, “Wow, cool.” I mocked,

oked at me disgustingly, “Why are you s

er hand again on my face, so I quickly stopped her. “And no, I just

my way to the detention room. I hissed a bit, covering m

ace was empty, except for a s

soon as he saw me, “I

sat there, not in the mo

tinued talking, “I got lost at this school,

oo,” I repl

me a high five, but I just ignored it. He pouted,

esk. His gaze trailed on me longer, his eyebr

ot your b

eemed to have heard it enough or I was readab

yes softened and he looked at me as if he really cared. “I’m your t

omething new to offer. Students will alw

into laughter. Mr. Jone gave him a glare and he

bs up at me, “T

wn your apology letter.” Mr. Jones respon

to follow him, “I’ll get y

to be at his personal office? Despite f

ears older than me. And if he dared to do something weird, my hands had al

he door and made me sit on the chair in front of

I gulped, looking at how his biceps were clearly

ask, wondering why eating pizza had a conne

ut still following what he ordered. I could argue with him, but I mean, it’s a free snack. Since I hadn’t e

aught him stealing some glance

suddenly said, breaking away my thoughts

ha

heek, making me know that he was t

issue and answered, “Does t

and turned angry at me, “You keep on muttering fier

ct like

re surprised

g what I had just said. I kept on pushing his limit. I'

control his temper as I could see