The next day, I immediately took a shower. Even if my body and private parts hurt, I have no other choice because I still have a class. I can't be absent just because my body hurts. If I made that excuse, Samantha and her friends might get even angrier. Even if I don't want to get their attention, even if I'm absent or present, it's still unavoidable because Omega is my rank.
I just gasped and boredly combed my hair while looking in the mirror. What is the best thing to do now after my class? I can't hang out in the classroom because they will only hurt me.
What about in the forest? But maybe the man who helped me is there again. I don't want to see him. Aside from being embarrassing, his fans might have beaten me up even more. That’s scary! It's also impossible that no one likes that man or fan club because he's handsome and I feel like he's also an Alpha.
I patted my cheek lightly and shook my head at the same time, saying, "Get well, Cora."
When I arrive at Wolf University, you can immediately feel their eyes, obviously glaring. I don't know why, but maybe they don't know what happened yesterday. They will use that to hurt me more in higher ranks, and I don't want that to happen. I don't have the strength to argue with them. My main goal now is to study quietly. I just hope the world agrees with me now.
As I walked towards our department, I immediately heard them shouting there, as if a famous wolf had appeared. Maybe it’s an actress or actor who visited there, right? I know our university is also famous, but it was also very possible then.
I walked quickly and forced myself to squeeze myself into the wolves that were there. Out of curiosity, I tried to see who they were messing with, and when I saw the familiar face, I immediately walked away and chose to just go to our room.
The man I saw as one of the women’s crushes is the man who helped me yesterday. Why is he here? As far as I know, I just saw him here in our building. He is obviously from another department, but why did he come here? Maybe he's not looking for me, is he?
I was shaken by the thought of avoiding him in case our paths crossed. I didn’t want him to know me because that was even more embarrassing and something happened to the two of us. It would have been better for me to stay away than to make my life worse. While it is still early, it should be prevented.
"That’s all for today. Good afternoon and enjoy your lunch. " When the professor said that, I immediately followed him out to avoid my classmates. I heard their whispers after that, as if they did not expect it. It would be better for me to do this to avoid them. They are too much, and I don't want that anymore. Poor me, I always get bullied.
All I can think about now is where I am going to eat. Maybe I'll just spend more time hungry in the forest than huddled and buying at the canteen. The price of their goods is already gold. You will be told hurtful words.
This is really the world. No more spinning. Whoever is at the bottom will never experience being at the top. It's so inconvenient! I couldn’t help but be jealous of the wolves experiencing the ones I hadn’t experienced, but even so, it made it inspiring, even with a streak of sadness.
I have no choice but to accept it and let it hurt me over and over until I get used to it. That's the reality, and it can't be changed if you don't do it the right way.
I sat down at the root of the tree and leaned my back. It's very quiet here. If I could just build a house here, I would have done it just in case I didn't have any money, and if I had, I would still have a lot to spend. It is not easy to make money if you know that it is not enough. Of course, what you choose is what is more important than your luxury.
The luxury is that there is a right time for that thing, but the things that are important and have a deadline should not be missed. No matter how hard you try, the thing you want is still heavier, even if in return it is your pleasure.
I don’t know what time it is, but I can feel the hunger and the sound of my stomach. I only eat later when I pass a store on the road or sell when I go to work. I will save even more, since the exam is coming soon. We will pay the tuition fee again and the promise-sorry note is not possible.
I just thought that it was already hurting my head. 8,000 silver coins per exam. A silver coin is called a silver coin when it does not reach 20,000, but when it exceeds, it is called a gold coin. There is also a bronze coin, and that is 1,000 below.
I took my mirror out of my bag and looked at my face to see if the liptint had been erased from my lip. When I noticed it was already erased, I immediately took the peach-colored matte lipstick and put it on my lips. I'm used to red lipstick, but I look like I'm a b*tch at our university. When I tried the nude lipsticks, I couldn’t help but be amazed. Other than the fact that I have fair skin, they seemed to suit me.
I'm not used to putting make-up on my face, but I can't help but fix myself because my eyebags and pale lips will be noticeable due to my wakefulness due to work. I would love to stop working, but how can I? This is where I get spending money. If I stopped, I might be miserable and have nothing to feed myself.
After I put lipstick on my lips, I immediately put foundation on my face and also fixed my eyebrows because the eyebrow pencil I put on had spread. I took the concealer out of my bag and rubbed it on the side of my eyebrow to cover it up. I also fixed my hair, and after that, I immediately stood up.
It's because lunch time is over and I still have a long way to walk, so I have to go there. Maybe later I'll get the attention of the other ranks because I'm late and I heard that the next professor is a terror. Maybe the only wrong move I make will make the professor mad, insult me, and maybe he'll hurt me. If that ever happened, I would be very unlucky. Although I avoided my classmates who always bullied me, I did not avoid the terror professors.
It's already my last subject, and I really planned to finish my work early. They’ll also pay me if I enter early and allow me to get home early. I'm also very wide awake every night and I'm really lacking in blood. Even if I wanted to buy vitamins for my blood, I really couldn't. I need to save money from now on because I need to pay my bills on time.
It's only now that I remember that my brother will also pay for his school, though I can't remember how much. It's a good thing he didn't go to a private school because I would have had a hard time, especially when it happened. I also plan to apply for a scholarship to make my tuition free and to reduce it somehow.
There's nothing wrong with trying, is there? I just hope my grades pass and I reach the average they need. I'm really hoping it's Just in case I get it, I won’t let my parents know because I know they’ll just take it from me as if it’s easy to get money.
I just shook my head and sat in the empty seat near the window. I didn't realize that I was already in the room and that my classmates were few. The time is also near, and it's already 12:55 p.m. It's only five minutes until the class starts. With a little patience, I can go home.
A few minutes later, my classmates entered, and the terror professor followed them. I don't know if our professor is in a bad mood or a good mood. Because based on what I can see on her face, she is not in a bad mood, but his intimidating nature is dominant.
Her red lipstick and thick blush add to her flair. She is obviously old too, based on the way she puts make-up on her face. I'm not judgmental, but it seems like that. It was as if she had put only one thing on his face. Maybe just lipstick?
I slapped my cheek slightly and listened to the professor until I didn't realize I was going home. I hurried out of the room and quickened my pace to get out of the building. Maybe they'll bully me again if they ever reach me. Fortunately, I accelerated my walk until I reached the university gate.
Finally, I I’m free! " I scream in my mind and can’t hide my pleasure because I can almost feel my own smile.
"Hello, Sir! What’s your order? " I asked the customer who was wearing a hoodie, mask, and shades. I really shouldn't ask for their order, but because the line at the cashier is long, I can't help but help my co-workers, even if they look at me badly.
I can't see the man's face in front of me, but based on his stance, he is familiar. Who is this man? He looks like a customer here, but I can't really remember how I met him and why his stance seemed familiar.
I heard him clear his throat and say, "1 piece of spicy chicken, spaghetti, and burger." I nodded my head and wrote it on the paper.
"What about your drinks, Sir?" I asked and looked at him. I don’t know if I was imagining that, but I heard him laugh as he looked at me. I'm not assuming, am I?
"Pineapple juice, please?" I nodded again and wrote it down before giving it to him and proceeding to the other customer to ask them about their order. His voice was also familiar. Who owns this voice again? It’s on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t remember who it was.
His voice is deep and I feel I will shudder when I see his face as he speaks. I can also feel his stare as if it were mixed with caution, but I don't know if he's really looking at me. He's wearing shades, so I'm not sure. What’s worse is that it’s black and you really can’t tell if you’re being stared at or not.
I took a deep breath and headed to the kitchen to start washing the dishes. Not only should I be the one who washes, but because I am an Omega, they always told me to wash the dishes. The soap we use is also strong, so I know they don't want it. It also damages the skin, and they don't want that. They take too much care of their skin. Their palms are even very soft when you look at them closely. You can really tell they don’t wash dishes and glasses.
After I washed the dishes, I took the broom and dustpan to clean here in the kitchen. It's dirty and I know they haven't cleaned it since I left this morning. Not because I'm the one who uses the kitchen just for washing the dishes. I'll just clean it.
I don't really know much about these wolves. Aside from being bullies, they are also lazy. They really should be fired!
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When I noticed that it was 1:00 a.m., I immediately left the kitchen. They put the plates in the sink one after the other, and I didn't want to dump them, so I washed them. But it's too much and every minute they bring new plates, so in the end, I was there to hang out. Tiresome! I can already feel the pain in my palm. Perhaps there have already been sores from the excessive dryness of the soap. I'll just treat it like at home when I get there. I have a first aid kit there, so it's nice. Instead of buying medicine again because I can't stand it anymore, That costs even more, and the mall is far away from here. I also notice the man who's wearing a hoodie on the side. It feels like he's familiar. Has he been here before? He seemed to be waiting for something and was also busy fiddling with his cellphone. I just shook my head and went out. I went home early because I came here early. After my class earlier, I i
Chapter 7 Third Person Point of View "Dude, I saw a beautiful hot wolf when we were heading to the cafeteria," Joaquin said while smiling. "Man, since when did you see an ugly wolf?" Fredrick asked and ate the burger. Damien's childhood friends Fredrick and Joaquin were killed by Their parents are friends, and that’s why they also became friends. Even if Damien doesn’t want to be with them because he finds them annoying, he has no choice since they will still follow and bother him even if he tries to avoid them. They’re at their cafeteria, eating some snacks since it’s their break time. Many of the students are looking at them since they’re one of the most popular students on their campus since their ranks and status are the reasons. "Can you guys please stop talking about women?" Damien asked, trying to calm his ass. He felt uncomfortable wheneve
"Are you feeling better now?" Damien asked Cora, who is now panting and sweating so hard. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, thinking if she should admit what she was feeling after they did that. But when Damien still smelled her scent, he whispered a curse. "Why is it your scent isn’t fading?" he muttered to her, which made Cora blush because of embarrassment. Since he wanted to help her, he helped her again until they felt tired. After a few moments, her scent was still there and the heat didn’t fade away. Both of them didn’t know what to do, so Damien fixed her uniform, and when he was finally done, he fixed himself too. It’s the first time that Cora felt hot, even if they've already done that many times, which made her nervous. While Damien took his phone from his pocket and dialed the number of the doctor to ask for it since he doesn’t know what is happening to Cora. When the doctor answered the call,
Days have passed. Damien is always checking on Cora in her class. Whenever he has free time, he will immediately go to their building without her knowing. His friends started to feel confused by the way Damien acted, so Joaquin confronted him about what he was doing in other buildings or departments. "Yen," Joaquin called out to Damien, so Damien immediately looked at Joaquin, who was now looking at him intently. "Hey," he said, and began reading their lesson. They’re now in the College of Management building, where many students were looking at them. Joaquin and Fredrick have no choice but to follow their friend, but since they are really confused, they came up with a plan to ask their friend so that they would understand what was going on. "What are we doing here?" Joaqu
Days passed, Damien always waited for Cora in front of their department, and all of the students there always looked at Damien as if they really adored him and couldn’t help but throw a glare at Cora, who did nothing and tried to avoid him as much as possible. "Can you please leave me alone?" Cora asked and looked at Damien, who was beside her. He made his lips a thin line as if he was getting angry, but he tried to calm himself and answered, "No." Cora had no choice but to roll her eyes at him and start walking. She doesn’t know where she should go since Damien doesn’t want to leave her side. Cora began to assume as a result of his gestures and can't help but feel frustrated due to their disparity in social status and ranks.She also doesn’t know if he’s being serious abou
The moment that Cora opened her eyes, a white ceiling appeared, so she slowly roamed her eyes to check if she was still there. After a few moments, she realized she was in a room, and because it was all white, she knew she was inside the hospital. Her brow furrowed as she tried to recall what had happened and why or how she had ended up in the hospital.She put her head in her cheeks when she felt that it was aching and said, "I got bullied and someone helped me." She suddenly looked at the door when someone opened it and Damien appeared. Her eyes widened in shock because she didn’t expect Damien to come in. Damien’s eyes became lively when he saw that Cora was now awake, so he hurriedly put the things that he bought at the mall on the table and sat on the edge of the
Samantha always bullied Cora whenever she saw her in their classroom or in the hallway. It’s always been like that, and there’s nothing new about that. All she did was to accept her fate, being bullied by the other ranks but feeling the pain she was feeling and the questions that always filled her thoughts. She didn’t attend her class because she didn’t want to be bullied again. She needs to think, she needs to refresh her mind, and she needs to build her confidence again. She knows how hard she’s been going through, but she’s trying her best to stand up on her own without anyone’s help. Because of what they are doing, sometimes she feels like she’s experiencing anxiety and depression. It’s not like she self-diagnosed, but whenever she thinks about her situation, symptoms start to appear. On the other
"Captain James!" someone shouted, so he turned around and glanced at the wolf who caught his attention. He’s on his way to the College of Management building, and he doesn’t know why they are calling him. The moment his eyes landed on the wolf who called him, he couldn’t help but wrinkle his forehead because he was so confused. "I finally saw you!" the wolf said when he finally stopped in front of James and sighed. "What’s the problem?" James asked that person, but he just smiled and put his arm around James’ shoulder. "I saw Francine." James immediately turned his back and ignored him since he was just going to talk about Francine. He didn’t care about her anymore the moment she rejected him. He’s thinking that he should focus on his goal: to finish his studies and become
When Damien got home, he immediately went to his grandmother’s house without even wishing his parents well because of what his mother had said. He really didn’t want to attend the oh-so-called family dinner because he didn’t count Francine and her parents as his family. "Why would I treat them as my family?" he asked himself and took his keys and walked out. "Damien!" her mother shouted, but Damien didn’t give her the attention she wanted. The moment he reached his car, he immediately opened the door and hopped in. He rested his back on the driver's seat and closed the door of his car. He sighed and started the engine. He took the seatbelt and wore it before driving away. When he thinks about her grandmother’s favorite food, he immediately comes up with an idea that he sho
"Captain James!" someone shouted, so he turned around and glanced at the wolf who caught his attention. He’s on his way to the College of Management building, and he doesn’t know why they are calling him. The moment his eyes landed on the wolf who called him, he couldn’t help but wrinkle his forehead because he was so confused. "I finally saw you!" the wolf said when he finally stopped in front of James and sighed. "What’s the problem?" James asked that person, but he just smiled and put his arm around James’ shoulder. "I saw Francine." James immediately turned his back and ignored him since he was just going to talk about Francine. He didn’t care about her anymore the moment she rejected him. He’s thinking that he should focus on his goal: to finish his studies and become
Samantha always bullied Cora whenever she saw her in their classroom or in the hallway. It’s always been like that, and there’s nothing new about that. All she did was to accept her fate, being bullied by the other ranks but feeling the pain she was feeling and the questions that always filled her thoughts. She didn’t attend her class because she didn’t want to be bullied again. She needs to think, she needs to refresh her mind, and she needs to build her confidence again. She knows how hard she’s been going through, but she’s trying her best to stand up on her own without anyone’s help. Because of what they are doing, sometimes she feels like she’s experiencing anxiety and depression. It’s not like she self-diagnosed, but whenever she thinks about her situation, symptoms start to appear. On the other
The moment that Cora opened her eyes, a white ceiling appeared, so she slowly roamed her eyes to check if she was still there. After a few moments, she realized she was in a room, and because it was all white, she knew she was inside the hospital. Her brow furrowed as she tried to recall what had happened and why or how she had ended up in the hospital.She put her head in her cheeks when she felt that it was aching and said, "I got bullied and someone helped me." She suddenly looked at the door when someone opened it and Damien appeared. Her eyes widened in shock because she didn’t expect Damien to come in. Damien’s eyes became lively when he saw that Cora was now awake, so he hurriedly put the things that he bought at the mall on the table and sat on the edge of the
Days passed, Damien always waited for Cora in front of their department, and all of the students there always looked at Damien as if they really adored him and couldn’t help but throw a glare at Cora, who did nothing and tried to avoid him as much as possible. "Can you please leave me alone?" Cora asked and looked at Damien, who was beside her. He made his lips a thin line as if he was getting angry, but he tried to calm himself and answered, "No." Cora had no choice but to roll her eyes at him and start walking. She doesn’t know where she should go since Damien doesn’t want to leave her side. Cora began to assume as a result of his gestures and can't help but feel frustrated due to their disparity in social status and ranks.She also doesn’t know if he’s being serious abou
Days have passed. Damien is always checking on Cora in her class. Whenever he has free time, he will immediately go to their building without her knowing. His friends started to feel confused by the way Damien acted, so Joaquin confronted him about what he was doing in other buildings or departments. "Yen," Joaquin called out to Damien, so Damien immediately looked at Joaquin, who was now looking at him intently. "Hey," he said, and began reading their lesson. They’re now in the College of Management building, where many students were looking at them. Joaquin and Fredrick have no choice but to follow their friend, but since they are really confused, they came up with a plan to ask their friend so that they would understand what was going on. "What are we doing here?" Joaqu
"Are you feeling better now?" Damien asked Cora, who is now panting and sweating so hard. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, thinking if she should admit what she was feeling after they did that. But when Damien still smelled her scent, he whispered a curse. "Why is it your scent isn’t fading?" he muttered to her, which made Cora blush because of embarrassment. Since he wanted to help her, he helped her again until they felt tired. After a few moments, her scent was still there and the heat didn’t fade away. Both of them didn’t know what to do, so Damien fixed her uniform, and when he was finally done, he fixed himself too. It’s the first time that Cora felt hot, even if they've already done that many times, which made her nervous. While Damien took his phone from his pocket and dialed the number of the doctor to ask for it since he doesn’t know what is happening to Cora. When the doctor answered the call,
Chapter 7 Third Person Point of View "Dude, I saw a beautiful hot wolf when we were heading to the cafeteria," Joaquin said while smiling. "Man, since when did you see an ugly wolf?" Fredrick asked and ate the burger. Damien's childhood friends Fredrick and Joaquin were killed by Their parents are friends, and that’s why they also became friends. Even if Damien doesn’t want to be with them because he finds them annoying, he has no choice since they will still follow and bother him even if he tries to avoid them. They’re at their cafeteria, eating some snacks since it’s their break time. Many of the students are looking at them since they’re one of the most popular students on their campus since their ranks and status are the reasons. "Can you guys please stop talking about women?" Damien asked, trying to calm his ass. He felt uncomfortable wheneve
When I noticed that it was 1:00 a.m., I immediately left the kitchen. They put the plates in the sink one after the other, and I didn't want to dump them, so I washed them. But it's too much and every minute they bring new plates, so in the end, I was there to hang out. Tiresome! I can already feel the pain in my palm. Perhaps there have already been sores from the excessive dryness of the soap. I'll just treat it like at home when I get there. I have a first aid kit there, so it's nice. Instead of buying medicine again because I can't stand it anymore, That costs even more, and the mall is far away from here. I also notice the man who's wearing a hoodie on the side. It feels like he's familiar. Has he been here before? He seemed to be waiting for something and was also busy fiddling with his cellphone. I just shook my head and went out. I went home early because I came here early. After my class earlier, I i