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52.0 Grayscale_Chapter 17: Shadow

He'd been getting on my nerves lately. He wouldn't come to the cafeteria, stayed late after class, and always forgot about our plans for the day. So I decided to go to class after all to find out what was wrong and that's when I saw her.

Black hair. Piercing blue eyes. Shallow cheeks and thin lips. She was tall, had a perfect smile and an hourglass figure.

When he talked to her, he smiled for real. Not the fake grins and smirks he gave me. No, this girl was special. She got through to him in a way that I had never managed to. I walked out of the room immediately; the sight of those two gushing over each other in the back seats was too much for me to endure.

It was confusing not because I didn't know why I felt this way but because I knew exactly why. I wasn't an idiot. I could tell that I was jealous. I could tell that I'd fallen for him. I'd fallen for the idiot stalker with a creepy smile and annoying attitude. Ironically, seeing him with that Saar bitch was what made it hit home.

So now I stood by, watching that blue eyed bitch take on the Dark Goddess and get her ass handed to her. A part of me – a small part – wanted to help her. But there was a bigger part of me that wanted to see her gone. Besides, she was from the Dusk Alliance so it was easy to ignore her. All I had to do was let the Goddess take care of her.

But I was aware of two things. First, if she died here, I would feel guilty. After all, I could stop it easily. All I had to do was consider her a part of my party and the Goddess wouldn't be able to touch her without my permission. So if she did end up dying, I'd have to live with the knowledge that I could have saved her with a thought but hadn't.

I could probably live with that.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that simple. I wasn't the only one here. And more importantly, that idiot obviously couldn't stay out of it for long. Further proof that he liked her, I suppose. Sure enough, he jumped out like some sort of knight in shining armor, ready to save his precious princess.

Almost made me hurl.

Which in turn made me miss what they were saying.

"...Falling for an assassin from the Circle. Now isn't that lovely?"

What?

Everyone froze.

Realization dawned on Runir's face as he turned to look at Saar. She looked back at him in confusion. Lunaris' smile grew wider.

"That can't be... they told me he'd be at the back of the class," muttered Saar. "You were there. You were the only one there. You have to be him. You have to..."

"Look, I have no idea what's going on but maybe we can clear this up if we all take a step back," said Runir, raising his arms a little.

"No," said the Goddess. "This little assassin's going to get what she deserves. And well... I can't just let you leave after everything you heard."

She prepared a revolving sphere of darkness, constantly collapsing in on itself and sucking in the air around it. The walls were creaking from the pressure and even I felt myself slipping on the ground.

Crap, guess I'll have to get involved after all.

As much as I hated the girl, I couldn't let her get ripped to shreds. At least, not until I did that myself, of course.

I sighed inwardly, forced myself to resist the urge to let her die and changed my plans to include her. Needless to say, I was planning on beating her up but that should have been enough to prevent the Goddess from being able to hurt her.