The door rattled as if it were about to open at any moment.
âEmily, can you get to the flagpole and go down quickly?â
âI can even jump out of here.â
âThen you run away first!â
âWhat about you?â
âIâll try hiding somewhere else.â
âIâll just take you down with me.â
âEven if it seems possible, do you really think we can do that?â
âWe have to try it!â
Itâd rather not risk both of us being injured. No matter how athletic Emily is, thereâs no guarantee that she wouldnât fall while taking me down in a hurry. Even if itâs for my sake, I canât let Emily get hurt.
ââŠAlright then, letâs go to where the flagpole is.â
We quickly went towards the flagpole. Emily showed her back, gesturing to carry me, but I instead pushed her down.
âIâm sorry, Emily!â
ââŠHey!â
Emily, who had excellent instincts, was skillful enough to hold onto the flagpole and go down safely, even though I suddenly pushed her.
After she reached the ground, she then opened her arms as if she was telling me to jump, but I beckoned to go quickly.
In the end, Emily turned her back to me and ran away first.
âIf I catch you two today, youâll be dead!â
Bang! Bang!
At this rate, the door will soon open.
âWhere to hideâŠ?!â
No matter how many times I looked around, there wasnât a good hiding place that I could think of⊠or there is?
It was a bit uncomfortable, but there was no other option now. I endured the putrid smell and hid inside of it.
BANG!
As soon as I hid, the door opened. What great timing.
âWhere did those brats go?â
Oh, the smellâŠ
On the rooftop, where the professors would sometimes gather and spent time together, there was a trash can along with the chairs and tables.
And there was enough space for me to fit inside of it.
In the end, I had no choice but to hide in it despite the trash.
Itâs better to be dirty than be hit by that crazy bastard.
Breathing itself was hard because of the smell, but if I exhale even just a little, the piled up garbage would move which was also another problem.
âWhere did they hide? Hmm?â
Iâm already anxious enough to think this might end up like those movies I watch back in my world.
Iâm sure Professor Bentley would have noticed. That the only place one can hide on this rooftop is in a trash can.
Slowly, I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer.
I thought I was quite brave, but at this moment, I was so scared that tears were about to come out of my eyes.
It seems that people have heightened senses when they are too scared. Thatâs why I could feel the touch of one of the soda bottles around my head even though it didnât touch me.
Not long after, I could hear another person walking.
Tap, tap, tapâŠ
ââŠWhat the hell are you doing?â
Unlike when he was chasing me and Emily, Professor Bentley now had a more rational voice.
âIt must have been you. What were those girls? Were they the watchmen you sent for me?â
ââŠâŠâ
âAnswer me! I already did you a favor! You said I could just put you in the mentoring class!â
Mentoring? Who is Professor Bentley talking to?
Let me think. The people chosen to be mentored by Professor Bentley right now are Lariensa, me, and⊠Sibel.
âYou should have just done what you usually do.â
âŠThat voice, so itâs really Sibel.
ââŠTell me straight. What do you really want from me?â
âYou pretend to be smart but you donât even have a clue.â
âWhat?â
âDo something called imagination, professor.â
It wasnât surprising that Sibel actually threatened Bentley to join the mentoring program. I could already tell that he joined in through unjustifiable means.
What surprised me is, why is he here?
âLetâs say you went to a jewelry store and found the most beautiful diamond in the world.â
ââŠâŠâ
âOf course, youâd want to have it at any price.â
ââŠâŠâ
âBut if someone keeps scratching such a precious thing, will he or she be angry or not?â
âŠIs that diamond, me?
Ah, I think someone is whispering nonsense in my ear.
Yes! Itâs you! Itâs you! Youâre that diamond!
Somebody, please tell me Iâm not!
I was twisting the original plot in order to protect Lara, but I didnât mean to sacrifice myself and take Sibelâs route!
âSo, get your head straight.â
Ohhh, heâs talking down to the professor.
Itâs the usual hateful Sibel, but I like what heâs doing now. Yeah! Letâs go! Scratch that professorâs pride as much as you can!
âYou⊠Youâll regret this.â
âThatâs just what the weak say.â
ââŠâŠâ
âFor example, someone like you?â
After a while, I heard the sound of empty footsteps.
And I couldnât now hear Sibelâs and Bentleyâs voices.
That pervert, is he gone now?
Just when I was about to go crazy over thinking what was about to happen, I heard someone scrambling through a pile of trash above me and pulled me out.
I know that it was not Professor Bentley because if that were the case, he would have grabbed my hair right away and pulled it hard.
As I poked my head through the garbage, I realized that it was Sibel who let me out.
But⊠Why is he laughing at me like that?
That smile is bad for my heart!
âI like it.â
Huh? What?
âYou look like an abandoned puppy right now.â
ââŠâŠâ
âIf itâs abandoned, then I can just pick it up.â
I was covered with trash and other fluids from the bottles in the garbage can.
Tsk, these professors canât even differentiate recyclable materials and food waste!
Anyways, Sibel gently wiped my dirty face with his bare hands. Then, with his killer smile, he spoke as if he was really talking to an abandoned dog.
âWant to come with me?â
No, the trash can is more comfortable and nice. So donât lead me to your route and just goâŠ
âWoof, why donât you try barking?â
Surprised at Sibelâs sudden remark, I came to my senses and crawled out of the trash can. He even stretched out his hand to help me, but I just ignored it.
âThatâs very unkind for a person who just helped you. Itâs quite upsetting.â
I guess he really did come all the way here to help meâŠ
Ah, I really canât understand him.
My friend is Lariensa! Lariensa Jellinus! The prettiest, most studious, and has the greatest personality in the academy. But why do you like me?
Of course, itâs fortunate that he doesnât like Lara.
But why am I the one taking his route?!
âThank you for helping me out. Iâll definitely pay you back someday.â
âEveryone just says that and never actually does something.â
ââŠThen, do you have something you want?â
âIf I tell you, will you hear me out?â
âYes.â
âBut it seems like you donât want to.â
Then why did you put the premise of âlisteningâ on it? Itâs because youâre the receiving party thatâs why Iâm reluctant to hear it!
âIf itâs not anything weird, then Iâll listen to it.â
âI want to get closer to Lariensa Jellinus.â
âNo.â
âSee.â
âYou said you werenât interested in Lara?â
âNot even now.â
So youâre finally giving up now?
âSigh, I really donât know why youâre helping her to this extent.â
âItâs not unusual to help a friend.â
âFriend, family, or lover. They arenât worth as much as you think. Just like now. Your friend left you after all.â
I guess youâre not that interested in me yet, considering that you include friends, family, and even lovers. Thatâs a good thing.
âValue is a matter of personal judgment.â
I didnât want to take this seriously, but my friends are still precious to me.
This might not be my body, and I have to hide this inevitable secret from them.
However, I still like them.
Especially when I first entered Marilynâs body and I still couldnât adapt to my surroundings, my life would have really been more difficult without Lariensaâs consistent care.
âAnd, besidesâŠâ
ââŠâŠâ
âIâve never been abandoned.â
Looking under the roof, I saw five people rushing in. Four of them were familiar, but the other one⊠was someone unexpected.
âMarin! Are you alright?â
I gave Lara an okay sign.
I wasnât even going to war, but friends had all these kinds of tools in their hands.
Iâm a little embarrassed, but I felt proud.
âSee?â
I proudly pointed to my friends for Sibel to see. But when I turned around, he was suddenly gone.
As if he wasnât even there to begin with.
ïŒ ïŒ ïŒ
As soon as I came down from the rooftop, my friends flocked towards me.
âGuys, relax! Relax!â
Emily especially hugged me so tight that I had a hard time breathing.
âI thought you were in big trouble⊠but what is this smell?â
âI was hiding in a trash can.â
âYou should have said that first!â
Emily, Natalie, and Violet took three steps away from me as if we just didnât have a touching reunion.
Those traitors⊠Hmph! Atleast, my Lara still hugs me like this!
âI still like Marin even though she smells bad.â
Ouch, the truth hurts, butâŠ
âHow come Lycan is also here with you?â
âThatâsâŠâ
This was how Lycan came with all of them.
Emily, who was running to her friends to ask for help, ran into Lycan first by chance.
Lycan, recognizing his sisterâs friend, spoke to Emily. Then, Emily explained the whole story to Lycan as fast as possible, and the rest of them who he met along the way also joined and ran to this place.
âThen did you tell him about Professor Bentleyâs diaries?â
âI heard.â
Instead of Emily, Lycan replied. I then looked at him with an ominous expression.
âYou know you canât just run to the faculty room or the professorsâ dorm to make a fuss for your sister, right? If things go wrong, you and Lariensa will lose.â
âI know.â
âHowever, are you just going to let him go?â
ââŠâŠâ
âNo good will come out from being silent!â
As I continued to urge him, Lycan sighed and finally gave an answer.
âNo matter how angry I am, I still canât make a mess in the faculty room or the professorsâ dorm where everyone is watching because if I do that, my scholarship will be cut off.â
I thought he would just go there immediately without looking back, but heâs surprisingly realistic.
Well, I shouldâve thought more about my scholarship too, since I donât want to go home either.
Even so, I know that this move wouldnât sit well with that idiot of a brother.
âDonât worry about it and just go back to your dorm for now.â
Well, that certainly sounded reassuring.
So we trusted Lycan and went back to our dormitory.
There, the five of us huddled together and read all of Bentleyâs diaries.
The oldest diary was filled with content about his first love, which could already be interpreted as him stalking her one-sidedly.
And now he already has his third victim, and that victim is my friend! So I canât just leave this bastard as it is.
âWhat are we going to do about these diaries?â
âWhy donât we show it to the other professors?â
âNo. What if the academy tries to bury this case?â
I came across several articles about school violence, sexual violence in school, and attempts to bury such issues. Itâs not that Iâm doubting everything now, but I have no choice but to be cautious as the situation is dire.
âMarilyn, what do you think we should do?â
âLetâs hand it over to the newspaper.â
âTo the newspaper?â
âHow about The Clean News?â
Lariensa agreed that it was good all the way, but she wasnât the main character of these other two diaries. However, there was no way or time for us to find out now where these two people were and persuade them to agree.
Iâm sure Bentley will frantically open his eyes to retrieve these diaries now.
But The Clean News can be trusted.
Although The Clean News was not mentioned much in the original story, it was mentioned as if it was the favorite newspaper company of the vice president of the Cloud Academy.
In fact, instead of acting blind to a certain issue, The Clean News has been trying to publicize unfair things that others do not care about.
And I believe that The Clean News wouldnât publish provocative articles without the consent of the victims first.
âWill it be okay for you, Lariensa? They might have to interview you about it.â
Natalie was worried about Lariensa.
âYeah. Since Iâve already been rumored in the Academy to be favored by Professor Bentley. Iâd rather let them know about my resentment than staying silent!â
Way to go, Lariensa!
Lariensa lifted her chin, feeling proud.
âWeâll be able to go out of the academy the day after tomorrow, right? Letâs visit the newspaper by then.â
We had to endure until we could go out of the academy, but at least we are now in a more advantageous position than before.
âLara, just hang in there for a day. Okay?â
âI can even stand a day or so!â
After a long time, Lara smiled brightly.
However, nothing happened the next day as we attended the class becauseâŠ
âProfessor Bentley was seriously injured as he sprained his foot on his way to the main building. For the time being, todayâs history class will be replaced by physics, so just follow the adjusted timetable.â
My friends and I exchanged glances without a word.
Bentleyâs sick? What kind of luck is this?
Oh yes!
Before we knew it, our shoulders were jumping from joy.