Sombre Boys Academy

Chapter 3 (UNEDITED)

HIS BODY WAS just as toned as Berry imagined when she first saw him.

And though Ciel's pale white almost translucent skin made one think of a bottom or shou in those yaoi novels, one couldn't deny the obvious muscle lines that defined his body.

Ciel wasn't too bulky muscular but he had a desirable male body. Muscular in the right places, no excess fat and slender.

‘Score +1!’ Berry howled in her mind, almost going into a frenzy due to Ciel's splendid showcase.

“I'm not gay.” Ciel affirmed sternly, taking a little step backwards from the girl's lustful gaze.

This was the first time someone had stared so unabashedly and openly at Ciel. Especially his exposed body.

Rarely anyone got the chance and even if they did, they would keep a respectful look and made sure not to stare too much.

But this 'boy' in front of him made Ciel feel a rush of bloodlust.

He felt... Violated. And his manly pride couldn't accept that.

“Ah...” Berry let out a strange sound, trying her best to ignore the tempting appeal of the boy before her.

His after bath scent was fresh and comforting and those water droplets gave a kind of model-like aesthetical image.

Even the wet Obsidian locks framed his face and his lips looked redder, and-

“Ahahaha.” Berry opted to close her eyes, trying fruitlessly to push the seductive image away.

“Don't get me wrong, dude... I, I aspire to have your kind of body so I was... Yh, I was just like, staring at my y'know, role model.”

Berry was well aware she could've pulled the lie off better but the dark look in Ciel's eyes made her unfocused and she inadvertently spilled rubbish.

“Pray it is.” Ciel spat, feeling slight contempt at the supposedly normal youth with a deceitful innocent face.

“Yeah... Thank you! So you're my roommate, yes?”

“Not at all.” Ciel rolled his eyes and walked to the fridge.

“Ah?” Berry was dumbfounded.

“That's why I'm in a towel coming right out from the bath, in your room that should be locked and not acting like a thief. I'm definitely not your roommate.”

‘Sarcasm, I see.’ Berry realized.

“Of course!” She said. “You're my fairy godmother.”

“Indeed sire. And you're the Prince of England.” Taking a sip from the opened can soda, Ciel took a gulp feeling oddly thirsty.

Had the temperature increased and made him feel dehydrated? Or did the bath ignite his desire for water? Does it work that way? Ciel wondered.

Feeling parched even when drinking the soda.

“I like your humor.” Berry grinned.

“Unfortunately, I can't relate.” Ciel gave a blank stare in return.

“Formal introductions?” Berry suggested, tapping at the table as she picked up her chocolate bar and resumed eating.

‘This is why the room felt princely. It's indeed for a prince...’

Berry was feeling a little bad and ominous. Why was she in a room with the Crown Prince?

And the kid's dad was basically her target and so far Ciel- who apparently is the Crown Prince the public knows little about, is her roommate and seem... Okay.