Results day. Today marks 2 weeks since I did the exam that almost cost me my life. I searched my results online and kept refreshing, waiting for them to be up.
"If you don't get a good grade I'll be disappointed," I heard a voice say from behind me making me let out a loud scream.
"What the hell? When did you come and who invited you in?"
Havoc looked down, making his hoodie cover his entire already masked face as he let out a chuckle.
"I walked through the door. I think I already told you before that I can come in without having to ask you to let me in."
I rolled my eyes.
"You're such a creep. Had I been a bit smarter I would have filed a report to the police about you."
"Then why won't you?"
"I said 'Had I been a bit smarter'," I repeated.
"Fair point," he retorted, "but here's the thing. The police wouldn't be able to catch me so I think you're being smart by not wasting your time and reporting me."
I couldn't stop my lips from tilting up in a smile.
"Charming. You know just what to say to a girl," I uttered to which he let out a snort.
I refreshed the page again, until the words no documents for user with this number was plastered on the page and next to it was a date for me to do the test again.
"Are you kidding me?" I screeched.
"How bad did you mess up?" he asked intrigued.
I turned my laptop towards him to which his eyebrow quirked up.
"I thought I threatened them when I took your papers to-"
"You did what?" I asked in terror. If he did actually threaten them, they'd start suspecting me for having a close tie with the supervillain. We don't even have that- I only met him a couple of times before and I can't say they all went well. Unless you count me almost being squashed by a car a nice occurrence.
"Be right back," he said before he suddenly vanished.
I should have known not to waste more time solving that useless exam when they asked everyone to evacuate the area. Even Havoc the dumbass said it- they won't bother checking it.
Why am I so darn stubborn sometimes?
After 30 minutes of me beating myself over for being the mindless carrot that I am, Havoc graced me with his presence again.
"Refresh the page," he demanded. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Nothing will change, you turdbag. Do you not know how such tests work?" I grumbled but he didn't listen and moved his finger across my touchpad and refreshed making me roll my eyes. Suddenly, I saw a mischievous glint in his eyes before his lips began to rise in a smirk as lowered his head to allow his hoodie to cover more of his face.
I followed his gaze and let out a scream that could wake up a cow from the dead.
"Smart girl, always knew you'd ace the test," he said as he patted my head with pride. I don't know how many flies I swallowed with my ajar mouth but I knew that he definitely had something to do with them correcting my exam paper and uploading the mark all of a sudden.
"If you weren't a villain I'd get down on one knee and propose to you right now."
"Oh?" He raised a questioning brow. "Let's go." He made an attempt at grabbing a hold of me.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Carrying you to the nearest chapel so we can elope?" he titled his head in an innocent manner as he said that.
I could officially cross smacking a villain off my bucket list after that.
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