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Ciel POV

I rushed out of the room, my mind a tangled mess of confusion and frustration. Something about what I'd just witnessed left me feeling... angry? No, more like sour. I shook it off, walking down the hall, the heat creeping up my neck. My face was probably as red as a tomato. Don't judge me, though it's not every day you walk in on a live pornography.

I entered my next class and slid into a seat in the middle row. Not long after, a blonde-haired girl walked up to me.

"Hi, I'm Selena. Can I sit here?"

I nodded, scooting over to make room. She slid into the seat next to me, her eyes bright with curiosity.

"What's your name?" she asked, her voice light.

"Ciel," I replied quietly, not meeting her gaze.

Her eyes widened. "You're a Chadwick?"

Before I could respond, the professor entered, and class began. But through it all, I could feel her eyes on me, studying me.

When the bell rang and class ended, I bolted out of the room, desperate to get away before she could stop me. But as I made my way to the parking lot, I collided with someone.

"Ouch, fucking Christ! Watch where you're going!" A short girl sneered, holding her head. She glared up at me, her face twisted in annoyance.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, trying to back away.

She squinted at me. "Oh, it's you." Her tone softened, but she kept glaring. "And you actually said something without stuttering. Cute."

"Where the hell are you rushing off to, damn flash?" she snapped, still fuming.

"Um, home," I muttered, feeling awkward.

"Let's go somewhere," she announced abruptly, grabbing me by the arm.

"Wait, what—"

"CIEL! Wait!" Someone shouted, and I froze. It was Selena from class, jogging towards us. I instinctively wanted to walk away, but for some reason, my feet felt rooted to the ground. It was like my body wouldn't let me leave.

Selena reached us and immediately locked eyes with Akira.

"Who's she?" Akira asked, a slight edge to her voice.

"Um, just some girl from class. I don't know her," I replied quickly, unsure why I felt the need to explain. Maybe I didn't want Akira to think something was going on between us.

"Really?" Akira raised an eyebrow. "Someone moves fast. You like her?"

"No!" I almost shouted. "I don't like her at all. Can we just go now?" I tugged at her gently, trying to pull her away.

Selena stepped forward. "Hey, I was calling you," she said, ignoring Akira completely.

"Yeah, and he didn't respond for a reason. Now, bye," Akira snapped, her tone sharp.

"Excuse me, I wasn't talking to you, you fucking black cunt," Selena spat, her voice dripping with venom.

Akira's expression darkened instantly. "First of all, watch your tone. You need to reevaluate your life and retract that statement before I get real nasty with you, sweetheart." She flicked her wrist, dismissing Selena.

Selena just stood there, gaping. "You're just gonna let her talk to me like that?"

"Yeah, he is. Who's gonna check me?" Akira shot back, her voice dripping with defiance as she grabbed my arm and led me away.