I'm A Capture Target?! [BL]

Chapter 5

The sound of heels clip-clopped against the marbled floor, echoing against the walls of an empty hallway. A pair of brown, polished leather shoes made its way to its destination and halted.

These shoes belonged to a young gorgeous man, his beauty was enough to trample over thousand of cities and even turn the most priceless treasures to stone. At this moment, his lips were pursed outwards with a wrinkle between his brows.

He looked up the signs above two adorned doors and hesitated. It read -Ladies- and -Gentlemen-.

It has already been a few days since Reese had transmigrated into the world of Royals' Romance Chaos (aka RRC), an otome game she had been fond of playing before.

But she was now in a mans' body.

Standing before two doors leading to the restroom, she fidgeted. Of course she knew the right choice was going into the mens' as she has been doing so for the previous days (As well as seeing the little junior so many times, it doesn't faze her anymore).

She was only curious of one thing.

What does the girls' restroom look like?

A stupid thought.

Reese had already seen the mens' restroom already. As expected, its interior was still grandious and it didn't loose to the school buildings' continuous beauty.

She just remembered one thing from her previous world, which was from the knowledge of shoujo mangas.

Is it actually true they hold tea parties in there and laugh with "Ohohoho"?

"Reeseeee? Where are youu? Woof woof!"

A familiar voice reverberated in the hallway. Reese froze at the sound of Lukes' voice. Instinctively, she didn't hesitate to run inside the mens' door and even turned on the lock.

Its that asshole again...

For a couple of days, Luke had made Reeses' life like hell. He made Reese do EVERYTHING for him. From tying his shoelaces to buying lunch for him in the cafeteria and other odd jobs. He truly wasn't joking about the revenge part. Just what did the original Reese Graschen do to Luke that she had to suffer the consequences?

People had ogled at them weirdly. A Dukes' Heir doing every bid of the son of a Count, you don't see that anywhere.

"Lukar Ambois seems to have a bad back because age has caught up to him rapidly. We are all classmates are we not? We must all help each other whenever there is one in need."

A halo and a pair of angelic wings appeared on Reese, inhibiting a heavenly aura. No one knew her words were full of lies and only saw the mask full of sympathetic compassion. People were so blinded and guilt had taken over them for judging too early.

"Of course. Our grace, Reese wouldn't be the type to be an errand boy. He was simply helping that loser Lukar out of goodwill!"

Fellow nobles nodded their heads, agreeing with the said statement. Reese heaved a sigh of relief for gaining her reputation and dignity back, although she sacrificed Luke once again.

"What's going on?"

The subject of the conversation suddenly appeared which caught everyones attention. They all came up to him and patted his back.

"Don't worry Lukar, I will help you carry your books."

"I didn't know you were older than us. Get well soon."

"Lukar, just call me if you need anything."

Luke was confused by the sudden popularity but deemed it suspicious. But more importantly, he was enraged by the wrong name he was being called by.

"My name is LUKE you damn fools!"

Reese snickered from afar while watching the short boy blow up in a fuse against the others. She was contented that her odd jobs would decrease since people had chimed in to help. Hopefully, her little lie will not reach his ears too soon.

When the irritating voice had faded away. From behind the mens' bathroom door, Reese could finally breathe again.

She always took every opportunity of running away from Lukes' crazy commands. Each and every time she was found, she'd make some lame but logical excuse so he wouldn't be able to rebut. It was a game of hide and seek daily.

I'll make sure he doesn't find me this time.

Reese flinched when she heard a few footsteps backing away from where she stood. She turned to look over her shoulder. Gasp. Her eyes widened to such coincidental encounter.

Mervun Gnashe.

One of the main capture targets.

Reese blinked her eyes as if she wanted to prove she was seeing things. It was weird. A drawing she used to stare at through the screen was right in front of her. He was in 3D, made of flesh and blood, returning her gaze back at her.

He had medium-length hair comparable to the color of the sky, neatly tucked behind him in a red ribbon. Eyes so bright and innocent, you'd want to protect him from all the harm of this world.

He was the pretty boy that ignited every girls' maternal instinct. Reese wasn't exempted from that, at first.

Mervun Gnashe. Third son belonging to one of the most influential Marquess households. A pure, beautiful, flawless boy.

Reese was startled at the sight before her. Tears were forming at the corner of Mervuns' eyes, making anyone tempt to comfort him. His shoulders were shaking...out of fear?

But Reese didn't make a move. She was cautious as ever. Mervun was one of the capture targets with the most annoying route to take. Why?

He was two-faced (just like her). Behind his most innocent facade was actually a sly fox who took advantage of people enraptured by him. She fell for it once, she's not gonna fall for it again.

Careful now. Reese gulped a mouthful of saliva and tried her best to remain calm.

"Hello. Um, is something wrong?"

"It's only the b-both of us here. You....why did you lock the door?"

"Eh?"

Mervun covered his body with his arms as if his chastity was about to be taken. He backed away slowly.

"Please...not me. I'm straight."

"..."

Reese had another headache.