He is Moriarty (LoreleiXLuthor)

He's always behind

Luthor and Lorelei Fan Fiction | He's always Behind
Dedicated to: AkoSiIbarra

Now the Q.E.D Club dissolved officially, got myself wandering around the corridors of the school. Pampalipas oras at umaasang makakahanap ng pansariling libang. Loki mostly spends his time on his home now because of The Great Odin, I called Mr. Odinaire Mendez like that and Jamie was fulfilling her Future-Loki'sWife wannabe role na inimbita ang mismong sarili doon.  While Alistair has still his regular therapy.

I sighed and seated at the bench somewhere on the corner of the school at tumingala sa kalangitan.  Its too quiet. Too peaceful. And it annoys me forgetting the feeling of those nerve breaking cases, hindi ko sinasabing nasasarapan ako sa pinagdadaanan namin dahil sa pinaggagawa ni Moriarty or Luthor precisely,  what I felt is just-- I want to spend my youthful years like that.

Classes went on, visible lectures and divine spaces. Its just me now and I'm keeping myself relax.

Pagkarating ng lunch break ay mag-isa akong pumunta sa canteen with my ordered tray of foods puno ang lahat ng mesa,  but I took glance of a vacant table kaso nasa pinakacorner ng canteen at nasa tabing basurahan. I sighed frustratingly, sa lahat ba naman ng oras.

Wala na akong nagawa at pumunta na sa mesa and settled my foods there, hindi rin naman problema ang basura dahil may distansya rin sa table pero nasa pinakakorner ang table at hinding-hindi mapapansin ng iilan.

   "How I wish I was not hungry." I stated nang bigla kong napansin ang mesa. Maraming scratch ng bolpeng walang ink,yung makikita mo sa Elementary desks. Plastic lang ang mga mesa dito kaya madaling sulatan. It was a mess, letters, shapes at mga diin na scratch.

I was supposed to ignore this thing and focus on my tray but I was caught up. Napansin kong ang lahat ng mga nakasulat ay may parehong penmanship, same strutures of letters and shapes. I set aside my table at mas nakita ang kabuuan ng mga scratch.

It was notes.

'She's in Lab at 1'
'Remember her Locker'
'Her P.E is at 9 AM"
'Her.... '

The scratches is all about 'her', these notes is all about a lady. 
The one who is fond of sitting here is maybe a complete stalker.

  And at the bottom edge of the table,  there's a freshly written scratch "Giffin Street at 5". Bago pa ang pagkakasulat nito.

  I frowned. Why would someone write some 'Stalker-Notes' sa isang public place?  Lalong-lalo na canteen pa 'to.

  "Lorie? " napatingin ako sa tumawag, it was Rosetta sabay lagay rin ng tray niya sa table.

   "I see you had no choice but to sit here and luckily Forro is not here." sabi niya at nagsimula ng kumain.

  "Forro? " kunot ng noo ko.

"You're not aware of him?  Member siya ng Psychology Club at ang nagsasabing nagmamay-ari ng mesa nato. He can beat you up if he ever sees you sitting here especially if you dare reading his scratches." at tinuro ang mga scratch sa mesa.

Napatingin rin naman ako mga scratches. "And why would he leave such scratch na tungkol naman lahat sa pagiging stalker niya?"