The Original Six

Chapter 5

Remmé's POV

I felt his eyes on me before I even looked back. Jäger's presence is hard to miss—his aura commands attention even when he's trying to blend into the background. That sharp gaze of his, I knew it would linger. Still, feeling it trace down my body was... different.

I hadn't expected it, but I wasn't exactly surprised either.

Veronica's voice snaps me out of my thoughts as she catches up to me in the hallway. "You've got that look again," she says, her tone teasing. She doesn't have to explain; she knows me better than anyone, after all.

"What look?" I ask, though I know exactly what she's referring to.

"You know what I mean," she nudges my shoulder playfully, her long curls bouncing as she walks beside me. "The 'I just caught someone staring at me, and I liked it' look."

I roll my eyes. "Jäger's just sizing us up," I say, feigning nonchalance. "He's probably still figuring out who's who in this class." But my voice lacks conviction, and I can tell Veronica's not buying it.

"Oh, he's sizing you up alright," she muses, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "You should be careful with him. I've seen the way he looks at you. He's... intense."

I laugh softly, more to myself than to her. "I can handle intense."

"Just remember what I said," she adds, her voice dropping a notch. There's something more serious behind her playful tone, but I can't focus on it right now. Not with Jäger still on my mind. Not with the way my body reacted to his gaze, a warmth spreading through me that I didn't quite know what to do with.

We push through the doors, and I watch as Veronica waves goodbye, heading in the opposite direction. As soon as she's out of sight, my thoughts shift back to the classroom. To Jäger. To the tension I've felt since the moment he walked in.

There's something magnetic about him—something that draws me in, even though I know I should be more careful. It's not just the attraction, though. It's the mystery. The way he looks at everyone, but particularly me, like he's already figured us out. Like we're all part of a puzzle he's trying to solve.

I find myself walking slower, letting the thoughts swirl around. Veronica was right about one thing—he is intense. And that's what worries me. Not that I can't handle it, but that I want to. Too much.

Before I know it, I'm at my place. I pull out my key, fidgeting with it as my mind drifts once more. I can't stop replaying that moment in class—Jäger's eyes, that smirk on his lips when he finally spoke up. The way the air in the room shifted when he did.

A part of me wants to see how far I can push him, test the waters and see just how much control he's willing to relinquish.

I shake my head, trying to dispel the thoughts. This isn't the time for that.

As I unlock the door, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. A message from Veronica.

"Be careful with him, seriously. He's not like the others."

I stare at the screen for a moment before putting the phone away.

She doesn't need to tell me that. I already know.

But the problem is, that's exactly what draws me to him.

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