'How much did I fuck up the plot?' His thoughts echoed so loud he'd unconsciously tuned out Ren's scream as he writhed in the dirt in pain.

Soon after the security guards charged with watching over the delinquents finally came to take them.

After Micheal explained to the guards that they caused the altercation all Aegon could do was nod, still completely dumbfounded.

But it was his fault, the person in front of him, the MC was supposed to be the pinnacle of what it means to be a jackass.

And here he was, letting Aegon lean on him and guiding him to the nurse's office.

Not long before they finally reached and sat in silence as they waited for the nurse to see him. The place stunk of antiseptics and fake cries.

"What are you doing?" Aegon said finally, it was too confusing for him to keep on going. "Why'd you help me in that fight?"

Micheal didn't look him in the eye. "Because you needed help." He folded his hand, shirt crisp. "Wouldn't you do the same for me?"

"What? No!" Aegon said a little too loud, drawing the attention of the receptionist. He lowered his voice and tried to calm himself. "We're not friends anymore man. You know this."

Micheal dropped his eyes. "You know what happened before we resumed?

My dad told me I was fucking disgusting for getting beat up by Quinn during the cafeteria fight." He drew a sigh. "He's been avoiding me ever since.

And normally I would stuff it in my spine and use it to stand taller but," he turned to Aegon. "what's the point of being the center of attention when everyone hates you?"

"Aegon Dhalar?" The receptionist called and they faced her. "She'll see you now."

"Alright." He stood and turned to Micheal. "Hey man. You can go, I'll catch you with you later."

"Oh." Micheal said as he pushed off the chair. "I guess I'll see you later." He stretched out his hands and embraced Aegon in a weird and completely one sided hug before leaving.

'The hell did I do?' He thought as he made way to the nurse's office.

*

A few minutes later, he stepped out of her office with mixed feelings. Micheal had, ostensibly, changed. It was clearly his fault tho.

If he hadn't been there that fight would never have happened and Micheal would still be the boy wonder he is. Or was this all a ruse so he wouldn't suspect him as the mole.

Either way the most important thing right now was letting Principal Alex Miller know that he's reform program tried to kill him.

He got to the admission office but the receptionist wasn't seated. He shrugged and stepped into the office.

Alex sat leaned back in his chair as Ava Therin, one of their teachers, sat opposite him, but they both faced Aegon as soon as he stepped him.

"Mr Dhalar." Alex called smoothly. "What can I do you for?"

"Can we talk?" He answered, still standing in the doorway but hinting at Miss Therin.

"Ava," Alex gestured to her. "Have you met Mr Dhalar? He's an Adep—"

"I know him." Ava cut in. She turned to him. "Mr Harem himself."

"Alex. Can we please speak privately?"

"Of course." He swiveled to her. "Could you please give us a minute?"

"Sure." She smiled as she exited the room, intentionally turning her backside on the door to graze him. Why? The hell if he knew.

He finally closed the door behind him and Alex's cheerful demeanor instantly changed. "What is it, Aegon?"

"Your Reform Program?" He said slyly. "Tried to kill me today. Especially, Ren Yamamoto."

"No!" He slammed his palm against the table. "No Ren, okay. He's my number one Reform. Can you imagine if he became a hero?"

"No. I can't." He said too quickly. "Because it's never gonna happen. He's from a villain Clan—"

"So what?" Alex interrupted. "Nothing's set in stone. This isn't a novel that's already written, we can change fate and shape our futures."

He folded his arms. "So you're not removing them."

"No, I am not. Besides, Ren's supposed to help you find the mole, his clan is great at finding rats—"

"You told him? Why the hell would you tell him something so important."

"Because," he tugged on his tie until hung loose on his neck. "You don't have the skills to find this alone. And I don't have the time to run around playing fucking Scooby Doo.

I have a rat to find, I have a school to maintain, I have a fund raising party to plan, and now I have to make sure the awakened heroes are good with the Next Gen project.

So I'm not here to grant wishes, suck it up and get the fuck out of my office."

~BAM!~

He slammed the door hard. Leaving Aegon scratching his head unsure of what to do now.

~DING!~

A text soon chimed into his phone in his pocket. He brought it out to check. It was a text from Claire.

It said to meet her in the library on the top floor. "Damn." He remembered the library, it was where people were rumoured to always go to hook up.

He couldn't help the smile that infected him as he strolled to the library.

Time had chipped away when he reached the library late at night and headed straight up. Walked to the back shelf but no one was there.

He pulled out his phone and texted her.

[ Aegon: Claire, I'm here. Where are you? ]

[ Claire: There's a particular seat that overlooks the skyline. There's a book on the table I want you to go sit in it. ]

He dropped the phone and made way for the chair. The book on the table was a romance novel or a weird self-help book called "How To Take Care of Your Man."

He slid into the chair and waited for her. After a minute of waiting, he finally decided to open the book.

His spine straightened as felt the zipper of his pants pulled down. And in one swift and violent motion, his pants and underwear were at his thighs.

Just one touch of her warm tiny heads. That was all it took to get him as hard as a sword.

Claire whispered from underneath the table. "You're mine. And no one else's and I'll make you believe it."

Her hands kneaded his thighs; fingers were inches from his balls. He let out a gasp when her nails brushed up against his balls.

She reached up into his lap and started to run up and down his shaft.

She tugged his pants lower until they sat along his knees then roughly spread his legs far apart.

Hands gripped onto the ends of the table for support as she felt her hot breath inching closer to his balls.

He let out a muffled moan when she put one of his balls into her mouth. Swished it around, then switched to the other one; whilst also stroking his thighs with her hands.

He bit on his lips to stop the barrage of moans that threatened his lips. There were still people all around them.

And feeling their eyes linger on him he raised the book and faked interest.

She finally let out his balls as it escaped her lips drenched in saliva but she still wasn't done yet.

She made it very clear. This was going to be the best blowjob ever.

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