Slacker Mercenary's Trash Boss

VIII

Hello, those who claim that I copied their ideas, please make sure not to bish now that I posted the chapter after many months' of hiatus. Once you do, it means you're the one copying my idea, cause you only bark whenever I post updates. Have some shame willlyah---? 

To my Reader's---enjoy!!!

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There's a smiling Alver Crossman first thing in the morning on a Monday for school. Cale frowned. Kim Rok Soo looked disgusted. Choi Jung Soo scowled and decided to ignore the shining Alver Crossman.

Amazing. How can someone shine so bright while looking handsome?

Cale, who had been living like trash, can't help but be trash once more. He wants to beat the hell out of the smug-looking Alver Crossman and rip that smile from his handsome face.

Roksu and Jungsoo did not appear to be bothered.

Cale did not bother with Alver at all; instead, he focused on Roksu, who appeared to be an artist sitting pretty by the window.

The girls in their classroom were itching to ask for his phone number. At times like this, he wished Jungsoo was around.

Roksu suddenly looked at his phone. It was his Uncle Choi Han. He said he'd be out to shop and allow him and Jungsoo to play around outside their curfew. He's telling him to go home and have fun.

What am I supposed to do then?

"Hello! You are early today too!" Alver Crossman greets Roksu. The guy simply went up, looked at him, sighed, and nodded. Cale could not help but laugh out loud. He is enjoying Roksu's interaction with the goldie prince! His laughter echoes enough to make Alver feel slightly embarrassed.

"See that? I am the only one he greets, right? Roksu-yah?" Cale chimed in, nodding teasingly at Alver. Roksu simply sighed and nodded, refusing to get involved in the two rich kids' ridiculous banter.

"Hey. Are you busy today?" Alver asked.

"What are you asking? Roksu is not going with you!"

"What are you being territorial, dimwit? I am just asking if he wants to hang out after school. Going home straight from school must bore him as well." Alver stated the fact that Roksu may be bored going home with Cale every afternoon.

"Uncle Han said to go enjoy," Roksu stated. He did not know what to do better, but since someone had asked, he would give it a try.

"Really? Great!"

Everyone could see some sort of curse brewing in the back of the classroom. The Trash, the Grumpy Guy, and the Glib-tongue belong to the same group! Soon, they all went back to their seats when the teacher came in. Following Eruhaben were two students who looked like they were also transferees.

A bright redhead girl and a silver-haired man who prefers to crouch down.

"Huh? They're..." Cale mumbled, staring at the two new students.

"Do you know them?" Roksu inquired. He did not care about anyone, but he became curious because Cale appeared to know them.

"Of course, it is Rosalyn Brecker, the daughter of the Brecker Conglomerate, one of the largest family conglomerates in the country," Cale said. "Of course, you would not know. Also beside her is her childhood friend, Lark Wolfgang, grandson of WG Security Services."

"You sure know them, very well."

"Of course. Despite being trash, I am still a Henituse. My family is a family-centered around business and marketing, and of course, we made deals with these families and corporations. And FYI, this school also belongs to my maternal family, the Thames, who, unlike these big ass families, is known for running several educational institutions."