Episode 4

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I am sorry. Please forgive me. I don't even want this to happen. But it's for his own good.

Trust me on this.

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After class, Saint went directly to their hideout. Not really a typical room kind of hideout but a place to gather. Mostly, they are at the garden intended for plants only.

Being called 'Princess by his enemies is because of that place. Surrounded by different kinds of flowers and its aroma just gives him the royal vibe. A royal feminine vibe. Which he hates the most.

From head to toe, he's a guy. He may have fair and soft skin and slender waist smaller than a normal girl but still, he is a GUY. He got his features from his Mom and he's glad. Unlike his father who left them for another woman.

"Finally, out Princess is back," P'Nick said and even bowed down. He got smack in the head by everyone in the group except him.

"You never learn your lesson. Hello, Queen. How are you?" said P'Tum. And like P'Nick he also got smacked in the head.

Saint sits next to P'Godd who's already busied himself to his thick book. Just by the look of it makes him want to give up already. A book with only letters is no fun.

A/N: Peace to you all. I also read book without picture/s. They are fun to read, too.

"It's like being caged," Saint complained. "Where's Perth? Haven't seen him around," at least one of them might have at least seen him.

"He's been too busy. Saw him the other day outside campus," said Mean who's looking down to his laptop.

It amazed him how the ones who are busy are the ones answering his questions. While the others are doing whatever they are doing. More like gossiping like girls do.

What have you been doing, Perth? Saint asked Perth as if he's in front of him. He's not used that the guy is nowhere to be seen. Or any information about what he's doing. He needs to know.

After that night, Perth didn't even bother to talk to him. Or just text. Nothing. Even if it's like the other days they fight, he'll still hear the notification tone especially designated to him.

"P'Saint, what's wrong?" Asked Shin who's looking at him with worried face.

"Perth. I don't know what's going on."

"Maybe he's just busy with exams," Shin guessed.

"Maybe. But if so then he should have asked Mean." As he is smart too but Perth prefers Mean to teach him. He never asked for help from him.

Time passed with Saint wondering about Perth. His group is used to it but not him.

He decided to loiter around with no destination. Asking himself where to go. He just continued walking until he reached the soccer field. Seated on the players' bench. Lost in his own world.

"Why are you here? Alone?"

Saint woke up from his trance hearing the voice. He looked to his right and there a group of guys approaching him. He's not scared but a fight to his disadvantage is no good.

5 versus 1. Fair fight. NOT. Two of them grabbed his hands unable him to move. He tried to free himself but to no avail. Their leader walked slowly to him.

"Finally. You're mine." He caressed my face softly as if it's a piece of fragile glass. And he felt disgusted.

"You wish asshole. No one can own me," he hissed still trying to free himself.

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