UTOPIA HIGH

Grand La Casa

Reon lay on his bed, Gray gazing at the  skies outside the window. "Dude, I can't believe you're going to Morgan's mansion at St. Claire. Do you know how cool that is?" he exclaimed, a smile lighting up his face.

Gray, turning from the window to face Reon, responded, "Well, I'm not going there because it's pretty. I'm going for Morgan, dude." Gray sat on the bed, adding, "When are you going to enjoy your life? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not many of us get to go to that side."

Reon, nonchalant, replied, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Besides, it's eight sharp. I don't think anyone is coming." He glanced at the clock.

Evening setting in, Gray sat on the bed and remarked, "It's too early. Besides, you said she took you on an expensive shopping spree. She must be serious about it."

Reon grinned, saying, "I hope so." Gray, looking a bit envious, commented, "Damn, you're very lucky. You even have something to wear. I have a date with a girl named Elsa, and I don't know what to wear."

Reon, now sitting up, retorted, "No shit! You're here talking about my life, and I don't even know what's going on with yours. I feel like a bad guy, dude."

Gray, realizing his oversight, sighed, "Nah, you're good. I'm the one who didn't tell you. I'm stressed about my first date in Utopia High."

Reon reassured him, "Whatever it is, you'll ace it tomorrow. You're pretty cool, man."

As Gray and Reon continued their conversation, a black SUV smoothly entered the apartment parking lot. Unbeknownst to them, Morgan's butler taking the card with directions. Meanwhile, Gray's voice echoed, "No, man, I ain't cool. You're the one with Morgan and Latti on your palms."

Reon, in a playful argument, retorted, "Latti gives no shit about me." In the black SUV, Morgan's butler stepped out and made his way into the apartment building.

Latti, alone in her room, immersed in a soft song she composed, found herself lost in thoughts about Reon. She sighed, put down her headphones, and stood up. Walking around, she mumbled to herself, "He's just next door. All I need to do is go in and kiss him, but no, I can't. That would make me break my code."

The butler, now in the building, entered the lift that smoothly ascended to their floor. Latti, gathering courage, whispered, "Well, no, I can't." She jumped onto her bed as the butler continued his journey.

Upon reaching the designated floor, the butler, with a composed demeanor, strolled down the hallway. Room 514 emitted moaning sounds, a familiar occurrence. Ignoring it, he arrived at room 515 and knocked.

Reon, hearing the knock, quipped, "Let me take that real quick. The argument ain't over, dip shit." He moved towards the door.

Opening the door, Reon found a man in a black suit holding a card. "Are you Reon Stagfrid?" the butler inquired, to which Reon replied, "Yeah, who's asking?" The butler explained, "I'm here to pick up you order from Mrs. Morgan. Take whatever you need."

Heading back into the room, Reon informed Gray, "Well, dude, it's time to meet Morgan." Gray, looking at Reon, advised, "You enjoy for once, okay, dude, and don't forget to tell me all about it." Reon smiled, saying, "Yeah, don't worry." Grabbing his little bag, he added, "Oh, and good luck with Elsa. I'm rooting for you guys." Gray smiled back as the butler assisted Reon with his bag.

Meanwhile, Latti, sleeping on her bed, suddenly woke up and exclaimed, "Oh, what the hell!" She jumped off the bed and hurriedly knocked on Reon's door. The door opened slowly, and she asked breathlessly, "Where is Reon?" Gray, looking at her, tuted and said, "Damnn, you just missed him. He left."

Latti, folding her arms, questioned, "Really? Where to, or is he avoiding me like how you avoid Stacy?" Gray denied, "Uhm, nope. Morgan ordered for him to her mansion. A girl who cares for once, unlike you two." Latti scoffed, muttering, "Really? Morgan sending for Reon at this hour?" Gray added, "Hell yeah, and she's super sweet to him. I bet she's into him."

Getting mad, Latti exclaimed, "Yeah, whatever!" She rushed to her room, slamming the door shut. Gray, in shock, muttered, "What just happened?"

Seated behind the sleek black SUV, Reon marveled at the transition from the stunted side to the towering structures of the tall side. His eyes widened as the vast expanse of the ocean came into view, its shimmering waves stretching to the horizon.

The road was adorned with lights, guiding them through the tall's luxurious lives and vibrant festivities. Verdant greenery painted a lush backdrop against the ocean, while the rhythmic sound of waves accompanied the journey.

As they neared their destination, a magnificent mansion emerged on the landscape, its grandeur enhanced by the crashing waves nearby. The opulence of the architecture and the picturesque surroundings left Reon in awe, prompting him to mutter, "Is this even a school?"

The road continued alongside a cliff, intensifying the breathtaking panorama. Reon, captivated by the sheer beauty of Utopia High, couldn't help but be amazed by the grandeur that unfolded before him.Is this even a school,murmering to himself in awe

Arriving at Morgan's mansion, Reon couldn't believe his eyes – a colossal house for just one person. As the car entered the grand entrance, the surroundings exuded opulence and beauty. Morgan stood on the outside stairs, observing with a poised elegance as the car approached.

The grandeur of the mansion was awe-inspiring, from the meticulously manicured gardens to the majestic architecture. Reon, stepping out of the car, couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the sheer scale and beauty of Morgan's residence. The realization dawned on him that this was not just a visit; it was an immersion into a world of luxury and extravagance.

Morgan reached out to Reon, extending a warm welcome, "I hope your trip was of satisfaction." Amazed, Reon could only respond, "Wow, this place is like a totally different world from what I'm used to." Morgan smiled, acknowledging his awe, "Well, it's freezing out here. Come on, let's get inside. Dinner is ready."

As they made their way indoors, the butler hurriedly brought in Reon's bag. Morgan placed her hand between Reon's, guiding him. "Let's go in," she said, revealing that even the floors were heated. Entering the living room adorned with grand chandeliers and elegant furnishings, Reon couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, this is amazing." The sheer opulence of Morgan's mansion left him in awe, a stark contrast to his usual surroundings.

Heading to the dining room, a big table filled with food and fruits awaited, with wines at the end. George sat in his black soft pajamas, not looking impressed. Reon turned to Morgan, saying, "Oh wow, he is here." Morgan smiled, replying, "Yeah, we just got into good terms today. Isn't it awesome?"

George, unimpressed, uttered, "Well, help yourself. Everything is at your disposal. Besides, it's not like you're not going as a plus one with my girl." Reon, looking at Morgan, asked, "Are you sure he is okay with me going with you?" Morgan asserted, "Yes, he is," while George shook his head in disagreement, sipping champagne from his fancy glass.