The Love Hunter

Chapter 18

The Prank War Escalates

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There's something about waking up in Crystalveil Academy that always feels like an adventure—except this morning, adventure turned into a straight-up trap.

As soon as I opened my eyes, napansin ko na may something off. My room was suspiciously quiet, too quiet. 

'I swear, there's something fishy.' Instinctively, I stretched my hand out to grab the nearest object—my hairbrush—when it suddenly flew out of my hand and into the air.

"Okay, that's new," I muttered.

The next thing I knew, the hairbrush burst into a flurry of tiny enchanted butterflies, fluttering around the room and filling the space with glowing trails of magic. Before I could even react, a small *pop* echoed from my wardrobe, and all my clothes started floating out, each one folding itself neatly into little balls and hovering in mid-air.

'Oh no, Elias.' I thought, suppressing a smile. He was getting bold, setting up a magical trap in my room. Classic prince move.

With a smirk, I flicked my wrist, using my telekinesis to pull down the floating clothes and toss them back into my wardrobe. Isa-isang bumalik sa mga hanger ang mga ito. 

The butterflies, however, continued their dance, fluttering around like they owned the place. Cute, I thought, but definitely annoying.

"Hah, you think you've won?" I muttered to myself, already plotting my revenge.

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I spent the rest of the morning laying low, acting as if I hadn't noticed Elias' little prank. Playing along was half the fun, after all.

Pagdating sa lecture hall, I made sure to keep my cool. Elias was seated casually at the back of the class, looking as if he hadn't just turned my room into a magical circus. His smirk gave him away though—he knew what he did, and he was waiting for my reaction.

Well, he was about to get more than he bargained for.

I focused on him, subtly using my mind-reading abilities to probe into his thoughts. 

'Let's see...' I could sense his smug satisfaction, his anticipation for how I'd retaliate. He had no idea what was coming.

I spent the entire lecture setting up my prank. Using my telekinesis, I carefully manipulated the chalk on the professor's desk. Each time he turned to write on the board, the chalk would float slightly out of reach, and the professor, completely unaware, would fumble to grab it.

Elias, seated a few rows behind me, caught on quickly. He stifled a laugh as the professor grew increasingly frustrated.

That's when I struck. With a flick of my wrist and a well-placed telekinetic push, the chair Elias was sitting on began to wobble, just enough to throw him off balance. He shifted in his seat, trying to play it cool, but I could feel his irritation building.

Just as the professor turned back to the class, I made my move. The chalk in his hand shot straight up into the air and hovered there, while Elias' chair gave out completely, sending him sprawling onto the floor.

The entire class burst into laughter. Even the professor had to cover his mouth to hide a grin.

"Your Highness, I hope you find the floor more comfortable than your seat," I said innocently, glancing back at him.