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e p i s o d e 1 - iv

As they tried to cast their spells, you were already up in their faces. You kneed the pasta boy in the balls, hard, whilst you socked his companion in the nose, hard.

They clutched their pained areas, having the need to crouch down because of the pain.

“Get lost.” With that from your mouth, they whimpered like losers and ran away from you and out of the cafeteria. You were almost surprised that the students surrounding you didn't bat an eye at what just happened, it's almost like they're used to it.

You dusted your hands and exhaled, turning around only to be greeted by shocked expressions from the three males. “What? Let's just eat, I'm starving.” You left the line, taking the grilled chicken from Ace, and sat on an empty clean table.

The three immediately followed, still wearing that baffled expressions. Deuce sat beside you, with Ace and Grim sat in front of you.

You chuckled and shook you head. “Thank you for the food!” And you digged in, the three thankfully got over their shock and began eating as well.

It was rather peaceful having some small talk here and there, with Grim wondering aloud about the other dormitories, until a certain tall orange haired male, named Cater, showed up.

“Ugh! You’re the dude from this morning!” Ace groaned.

“Hey! He’s the guy who tricked us into painting the roses red!” Grim pointed at him, in which you lightly smacked his paws.

“Pointing is very rude.” You tutted and resumed eating.

Cater let out a small chuckle. “I didn’t trick you, you know? It’s not like I wanted to do that either. I only did it ‘cause it’s the Dorm’s rules.” He shrugged and slid in beside you, now you're squished between two tall guys, you sighed.

“You looked so happy about it though.” Deuce grumbled as he started poking his food.

“There, there, Deucey. The rules don’t matter outside the dorms so, Cater here is just your very gentle senior!”

‘He literally just referred to himself in third person?’

“P-please stop calling me that, senpai!” Deuce stuttered, his face starting to grow a bit of pink.

Then an unfamiliar voice cut in, chuckling. “That’s how Cater expresses his affection, you know?” You all turned to the newcomer with confusion, except Cater of course.

He was tall with short green hair, deep gold eyes. He has a small black clover motif under his right eye, and black-rimmed glasses.

“Who are you…?” Ace spoke, head tilted to the side.

“Oh, my bad. My name’s Trey, Trey Clover. I’m a Heartslabyul 3rd year alongside Cater.” He then turned to you. “You’re from the Ramshackle—” He coughed and cleared his throat. “The new student who’s currently residing in the unused dorm, correct? I heard all about it from Cater. Sorry for the trouble our dorm mates caused you yesterday.” He smiled at you, apologetically, then slid smoothly beside Ace.

You slightly smile back.

“Wha… He’s just casually sitting next to me…” Ace murmured.

“Come on! We’re in the same school so we should get along. Give me your number!” Cater beamed, turning to you with a bright wide grin.

“Oh– uhm… well…” You fumbled with your words.

“Oh? Y/n-chan, speechless? It’s okay, breathe in and out, relax! Oh, are you the type who uploads and sends lotsa pictures? Tell me your account!” He was smothering you with his cheerful aura, leaning too close in your comfort zone.