The Identity Of The Sinful Miracle

t h i r t y - n i n e

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Few weeks after since I started a relationship with Chance. Everything is going well.

Except yesterday.

And as for today, I'm with Den, Clint, Skhy, and Just at the rooftop.

Yesterday, a message was sent to Justine, telling that a party will be held at the Cain's Hotel. Cain's Hotel is the property of Chance's family.

We have an intuition that something will happen in that party. So, to be cautious, I ask Justine to find the person who sent the letter.

Gladly, Justine handled to find the person.

The purpose why we are here at the rooftop is to formulate a plan. It's obvious that the Black Society is conspiring a scheme to make us down.

We won't lose that easily. We are all prepared, and I can ensure to the Black Society that we will give them a best fight that's worthy to remember.

"Any objection or suggestion with our plan?" I ask the whole gang.

"Well, that's the best plan we have." answers Shan, "So let's stick with that."

"No objection, either." It is Clint's response.

"Whatever the plan is, I will follow Natnat's decision. And I will stay loyal to her!" Dennis says full of determination.

I chuckle as I smile, "I appreciate that, Den."

After that, I dismiss our rendezvous. It's time for lunch right now. And yes, we cut class again.

We make our way to the cafeteria to grab some food for lunch. As we reach the entrance, the whole place is crowded. No vacant table at all.

I make face inside my mind. What an unlucky timing. I sigh, sinking my shoulders.

How unfortunate. I wanna eat already. Since this can't be helped, we need to get out of here.

I'm about to turn my back, when I sense a pair of eyes looking at me. I quickly avert my eyes to Chance. Yes, those gazes are from him.

He's looking at me with a slight smirk. I knit my brows. He's smirking, huh? I give him a 'why' look.

Chance only shrugs his shoulders. I frown. "Weirdo." I mouthed.

Scoffing, he chuckles silently.

I grumble, telling him 'whatever'. Then I notice the little feet-face beside Chance. Why Casey's always clinging to Chance? Doesn't she know that we're . . . in a relationship.

But stupid of me. Chance and I made a deal to make our relationship a secret. I don't know, I'm still not ready to tell everyone about us. A lot of different things happened before this starts. Gladly, Chance understands it and agrees with me.

But Chance should put a distance between that feet-faced Casey, most especially, I'm his girlfriend.

"Hey, stupid four-eyed freak." Suddenly, I feel a flick on my forehead! And Shan is the culprit!

"That hurts!" I cry, enough everyone to hear. "You're being rude, you Snow-Idiot-White Princess."

"S-Snow . . . What?" Shan says angrily.

"Are you deaf? I said—"

"Forget it." Shan rolls her eyes, turning around againts my direction. "And you're the one who's deaf here."