DID I FALL FOR AN IDIOT?

Chapter 1

*that's Ein Dassler Esser for ya*

The originally black haired girl walk leisurely near the outdoor sidewalk of her university, Free University of Berlin, one of the most prominent universities in Germany. Just like usual, she wears all black attire from head to toes. 

Her waist-length wavy hair is let loose. The red highlight on it enhances the black colour in a warning 'don't come near me'.  It does work, every person that sees the striped black and redhead will move and give her the way. Some lower their gazes. Her silver chain on her jean clinging with every confident step she takes.

Long fingers holding on her phone horizontally. Dark blue eyes focusing on the screen as she skillfully taps on the game. One glance on the road and she starts to cross it, eyes still locking on the phone. Not exactly safe,  but safe is not really in her dictionary. Might as well be hit with a truck and still she does not have single care of it.

She was so into it that she did not notice the incoming bright orange ball coming on her direction.

One ...two seconds and there is the epic crashing sound of metal with the concrete ground.  "Holy shit!!!" the girl cursed. Her precious phone, her precious still ongoing games. She eyed the now broken pieces on the ground in front of her, basketball still rolling next to it.

"Mein gott, sorry, I didn't see you coming," a calm voice greet her, a flash of ashen blond hairs and a guy showed up in front of her. 

She feels like laughing upon his realisation on the broken junk on the ground, he looks appalled, but no.

As fast as lightning her arms shoot down to hold the collar of the unfortunate guy's shirt.

"You f*cker!!" She grits her teeth in anger. The guy halts his steps and stares at her, dumbfounded. He definitely in confusion.

"Wooow, chill lass, its just a phone!" He held out his arm in defending stance. His German was thick.

"Just a phone!? Hah! this 'just phone' of mine won't be on the ground unrecognizable if f*cker like you are wise enough to play basketball inside a f*cking court!" with gritted teeth she warns. He just receives a bucket of curses right on his head. It is the usual thing people will get if they dare to ruin her day.

Stranger's P.O.V
Well? This is interesting, did she just cursed at me? I mean no one insults me, the jock of this U, no one. Especially the girls. This is the awesome Gilbert Frederick. I clear my throat, dang this girl strength is crazy despite her skinny built.

"Alright! Alright! Why don't I give you a new one?" I tried to bribe her. Her grip on my shirt loosened.

 She smirks at me and shows me her hand. I smile back and hand her my new phone. I know it, she is just the same as other girls. Their aim is money. She took it with a satisfied smile before the smile turns dark and smash!!

"What the heck!!" I shout. My phone...my baby...s-she snaps it to pieces.

"My baby!! No!" I kneel down in frustration. Oh god...I just brought her. "W-why what do she deserved for you to do this to her?" I glare back at her. "Now, we are even, " she clasps her hand with a satisfied smile.

 "You asked me why? Oh, guess what would you feel when you are trying hard for nearly 5 days to finish your game and you ruined it. Oh right! Your ball here takes this!" She throws the ball harshly to me that I need to gasp to collect a breath. That will leave a bruise.

 Gott how strong is she? She mutters 'f*ck off', and shove me away before she started to walk away not bothering that she leave her phone junk here.

"Dude! Did you see that? She practically just kicks his ass," My friend Thomas say to Charles next to him who nods back while trying to hold his laughter. 

"Hey! Why didn't you guys come earlier?!" both shrugged. Hah, 'Friends'!

 "Who the hell is that girl anyway?" Thomas looked at me like I've grown a new head. "Seriously, you didn't know her?" Wait...is she that famous? I shook my head no. 

"Dude, you're the jock of this U and you don't know her? Are sure you're Gilbert our friend?" Charles said lightly tapping my cheek with his sweaty palm. Eww gross.

"Nope, just tell me already!!" I nearly lost my temper. They burst into a fit of laughter. " You want to know who is she? " Thomas smirk.

Let me tell you, my friend, if you were the jock of this U, then she was the mighty 'Jockess' here." What in the world does that mean? Does it count as a word? I don't think so.

"That mein freund is the so-called Queen Ein Esser, everyone was afraid of her, more than you. She is a heartless woman who doesn't give a damn about other people life. I heard someone said that she has a mental problem," I gulped my saliva nervously.

"She's a fearsome girl, you better avoid her. We both are afraid of her. That's why we don't help you earlier," Charles explained. 

" I've tried to woo her once and I won't forget those moments I spent my days at the hospital. She's no lady Gilbert, she's a monster!" Thomas adds, and his face is surprisingly pale. I laugh at his antics.

 I never know that this guy has a weakness, and it was a girl.  O-okay...this is interesting. Ein Esser right? I should play with her for a while, and see how fearsome she is.