Class Villainess

Chapter 159 - Love Letters (5)

Chapter 159 – Love Letters (5)

"Em, I didn't know that you have an obsession with Mason Hall," Elise said. She had the look of concern, somehow.

"Huh? Obsession?" I frowned. I didn't remember that I had any kind of obsession with that guy. At least, I knew my limit to where I had to stop myself from getting head over heels for him. 

"But this fake letter you forge for the mission…." Elise showed the letter to me, and I was shocked when I saw the one with my name there. I accidentally gave her the wrong letter, damn it!

I snatched it immediately and put it in the envelope before taking out the one intended for Miss Alba. I was so embarrassed, but there wasn't much I could do anyway. 

Elise checked the one intended for Miss Alba, but her eyes kept staring at me with concern. She put down the letter and said, "This letter is perfect for Miss Alba, even the signature is really similar—too similar in fact, with the real signature of Mason Hall."

"But, Emmy… did you do all this?" She asked. 

I meant, she wouldn't believe that I got all this from the person himself, Mason Hall. So I nodded. 

"Em, you… you're obsessed with him, right? There is no way to forge this letter that looks exactly the same as the real one. And you accidentally showed me that you write a love letter that's supposed to be written by Mason Hall."

"Em, please don't delude yourself like this. You know that Mason Hall's fans are scary, right? They are like rabid dogs ready to tear anyone who dares to get close to their idol."

I nodded. I understood that, and I think everyone in their right mind understood that. 

I wanted to say that Mason Hall wrote that to me personally, but that was simply unrealistic to say. 

But I was actually wondering why did she look so concerned for me. Thus, I tried to bait her, "I mean, is it wrong if I like him?"

Elise sighed, "It's not wrong to like him. He is basically a celebrity at this point. But… he is just too dangerous."

"Dangerous?"

"I mean, I'm just worried about you since I already have one fallen friend in the past. Well, ex-friend now, I guess. She started off liking Mason in middle school, and that like gradually turned into an obsession."

"Then she becomes Mason's number 1 stalker, saying that she would do anything until Mason likes her. At that time, Mason is already fairly popular, but not popular enough like in high school right now. Because his uh… handsomeness hasn't been developed yet."

"My friend started following Mason everywhere, of course in secret, because she knew that Mason would dismiss her if she came forward and followed him so blatantly." 

"Then one day, she saw Mason Hall being surrounded by so many suspicious men in black suit and coat. She thought it was thugs who wanted to rob Mason, so she called 911 and took a picture, thinking it would be a good proof to the police after she called 911."

"But she forgot to turn off the flash, and Mason with those men in black noticed her. She was scared and had already told them that she had already called 911, thinking it would scare them. But to her shock, Mason suddenly told them to silence my friend, and she was beaten to a pulp of those men told her that she and her family would die if she dared to tell anyone. They also confiscated my friends' phone."

"So when the police arrived, she said nothing, and some thugs just beat her up and left. Because she was scared those thugs would really kill her family."

"She moved out of the town after that and cut all the relationship to everyone. I am the only one she told about this, and I'm just… worried that you would end up like her."

"So, please don't get too close to Mason, alright?" Elise suggested. I kept staring at her, trying to find whether she was lying or not. I didn't think we were close enough to share this story, especially since Elise was the only one this girl told about that incident with Mason Hall. 

"What's her name?" I asked.

"Anita, you can ask Noah or Mona about it. Or you can ask the rest of the sophomores. They will know who Anita is. She was quite popular until she disappeared because of the threat coming to her house after witnessing that. Even her parents got terrified."

"Look, Em, I know you're suspicious of me. But I see you as a friend now, and I just don't want my friend to get hurt."

…

Honestly, she was spot on. I was suspicious that she might like Mason and tried to eliminate competition, not that I was a competition in the first place. 

But now that she had confirmed it, I got suspicious of Mason instead. 

"Do you think… Mason is related to those suspicious men?"

"Probably, but I'm not sure… he always said that he lives alone in a rental apartment, right? Apparently, he said that he doesn't have good family relations and has lived alone since middle school. Maybe those men are his sponsors? He is very handsome…."

"Mason is still underage… does that mean old men trying to get their hands on young men?"

"Perhaps…" Elise said. She looked a bit creeped out, "Listen, Em. I'm here for the mission to take those down, and I happen to like you as well. I just want to protect you."

"I understand. Thanks for your concern, Elise," I nodded. I didn't want to talk more about this topic because it made me even more confused and hesitant. So I switched the case fast, "Now about that letter, since we're going to have Christmas long holiday soon, we should definitely execute this mission as soon as possible."

"How about the day after tomorrow, on Friday?" Elise suggested. "It'd be freezing cold, and it's Friday, so the students would definitely leave as soon as possible."

"Yeah, that's a great idea then, I will execute the plan starting from tomorrow, and you should give the letter to Mona soon. I also want good cooperation from her, because she will be the determinant. If Miss Alba came to the scene, then the whole mission is 100% completed."

"Okay," Elise put the letter for Miss Alba in her bag. "So you will bait those three bastards with money? Have you found the method?"

"I have, and I will do it without a trace."

"Perfect…" Elise mumbled. But she seemed to have something else to say."

"Spill it if you have an opinion."

"Um… it's just… how about me, Em? I want them to get jailed for their real crime, for sexually assaulting me," Elise said. "I want to find another way so we could rope them, isn't that the first thing you said to me? Because you want me to testify of what they did?"

…

Okay, that was valid. I totally forgot about the real reason, the sexual assault that Elise said. 

But I had to find another way to trap them.

A way that would make their sentence to be a lot heavier because of one deed…

…

I was startled when I realized I could do something about this. I could definitely rope them with sexual assault allegations, even though they probably wouldn't do it to Miss Alba. 

"I got it!"

"G—Got what?"

"I mean, I got what I want to do with this. Don't worry, Elise. I will trap them with sexual assault charges as well. You should get as many girls that they had bullied and sexually assaulted before."

"Wha—how? I was just complaining because I'm not satisfied, and now you suddenly get an idea?" Elise asked.

"Well, don't be too shocked about it. I just found it coincide with my plan as well."

"If you say so, Em. I will trust you since you're the captain, basically," Elise said. 

**

Elise and I finally separated after the briefing. We had decided to do the work on Friday, the day after tomorrow. I returned home right after and then headed to my room after meeting with Grandma and Mom. 

The very first thing to do was to write the request for those bastards to put in the box tomorrow morning. 

I took out my book and started practicing the handwriting first because I didn't want anyone to notice my handwriting. So I got to fake handwrite stuff.

After trying many times, I finally got handwriting similar to mine, but not really.

"I don't think they will recognize my handwriting, right? Just in case," I said to myself because I was a bit paranoid. I was afraid that someone might notice my handwriting and find me.

I ripped another sheet of paper and then paused for a moment, thinking of good wording, and then started writing the request.