Chapter One

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-Maxwell P.O.V.-

               I sat at my desk, staring out the window. I looked over at the school grounds at the kids playing soccer on the grass. It was spring, one of the WORST seasons on this earth. I stared out the window for a bit before casually tuning back into class to hear the teacher addressing me. 

"MAXwELL- ChAN, aRE YoU PAYING ATENTION DESU???"

 Startled by his words, I responded," AH YES TEACHER-SAN XDDDD". 

Not satisfied with my answer, he asked," tHeN what DID I SAY MAXWELL-CHAN???!?!?".

 I stalled for a bit and managed to stall until the bell rang.

 I was about to leave class until the teacher stopped me. " YOU HaVE DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL YOUNG MAN DESU~". 

Angered by his words, I huffed in response and twirled my skirt as I stalked out of the class. I walked to my locker and angrily began shoving stuff in it until someone slammed my locker closed. I jolted in surprise as I recognized who it was. It was Wes... With a rose in his mouth as he winked at me suggestively.

 I hit his head as I shot out, " yOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF WES-KUN, EVERYONE KNOWS YOU HAVE A THING FOR WOLF-". 

He clapped a hand over my mouth as his usually pale face turned bright red. He was shaking his head side to side violently as the rose fell from his teeth.

 His lips pressed in a firm line as he furiously signed, " no u dumb bitch ". 

I muffled my apologies from behind his hand as I backed up and slid down the lockers, onto the floor.

 Wes sat down next to me and signed," what's wrong?" 

I sighed and looked at him, " MY GRADES ARE FAILING DESU, AND I HAVE DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL WITH LEMONGRAB-SAMA 0n0"

He cupped my face in his gloved hand as he signed softly, " lmao know what this looks like?"
I shrugged noncommittally as he continued, " sounds like a whole lotta not my problem."

 I stood up in outrage as he laughed silently on the floor. I stalked off to my next class in outrage as I bumped into the most beautiful man in the world, Wilson- Sama. He helped me to my feet as I stared into his eyes, trying to keep my face from turning beet red. Those pools of inky blackness, I could get lost in for days. He gave me my stuff as I stuttered uncontrollably, trying to speak. 

He shushed me as he said, " Here is YOUR SHIT MAXWELL-SAMA, HOPE I DIDN'T HURT YOU. LaTER DESU~" 

I stared at his retreating figure as I darted to class, narrowly missing the bell.

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