Class Villainess

Chapter 162 - Preparation: Breaking The Big Boy In The Closet (2)

Chapter 162 – Preparation: Breaking The Big Boy In The Closet (2)

"Well, thanks, Noah. But for now, let's leave this place first before anyone finds out."

Noah and I left the abandoned storage room and returned to Noah's car. I looked around cautiously, afraid that red rose man suddenly popped out of nowhere. I knew that guy wouldn't hurt me or anything, but the way Noah described him as a deranged sociopath with beautiful emerald eyes, it latched into my mind, especially since I'd seen him from the window before while he called me in the middle of the night.

Those emerald eyes were so brilliant, I thought I was looking at two shining emeralds in the middle of the night.

Of course, the creep was still there. I couldn't control my fear at all. 

After making sure there was no sign of red rose man anymore. I sighed in relief and entered the car with Noah. 

"So, now that we already have the original request in, what are we going to do next, Em?" Noah asked. 

"We're going to wait until this evening," I replied. "When do those bastards usually check the request?" 

"Well, they usually hang out around the abandoned storage room in the evening. They also check regularly. I am 99% sure they will check in the evening, maybe right before the school ends."

"Then, our next job is to wait and see whether those bastards would take the request note or not. Once they have accepted the note, then we proceed to the next plan, okay?"

"Okay, Em."

After the briefing, I quietly left Noah's car and went inside the school building, acting as if nothing had happened. 

Fortunately, it was cold winter, and too many students were too lazy to wake up early. I went to my first class and sat down comfortably, waiting for other students.

I was alone for a good while, scrolling through some YouTube and Tiktok videos until I saw a glimpse of a man standing outside of the window. My heart stopped for a moment when I saw that emerald eyes. 

It was him. It was the red rose man. He suddenly came out of nowhere and was staring at me with his superbly gorgeous yet somewhat deranged eyes. This was the first time I could see his eyes clearly, and I was stunned to the bone. 

He was wearing a hat, a thick jacket, and a mask covering his nose below. So I could only see his face. 

I sensed that he smiled at me behind that mask and then used his finger to draw something in the frosty window.

He drew a heart shape and a sentence.

– Good morning, beautiful. – 

I was too shocked to react. He winked at me before turning away. 

"W—Wait!" I got up from the chair and rushed to the window to open it. But it was slippery because I was still using my gloves.

So I took out my gloves and opened the window.

But it was too late, the moment I opened the window and stuck my head out, the red rose man was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah, damn it!" I cursed at my own stupidity. I could've caught him and interrogated him because I was also curious about who this man was. I've never seen anyone in this school with that kind of eyes. 

It was brilliant yet deranged at the same time. 

I stared at the message he wrote in the glass and sighed. He was truly sweet… but still creepy.

But sweet.

… 

"Arrgh! Whatever! He is such a pain in the ass!" I yelled out loud, trying to vent my frustration. I closed the window again and returned to my seat, waiting until the end of school, so I could check whether those bastards had already taken the request or not.

**

After the last class finished, I hurriedly texted Noah, asking where he was.

—

Emmy: Where are you right now?

Noah: I'm hiding behind a building near the abandoned storage right now. I'm watching over them, so if they came and checked the storage, I could report it to you. 

Emmy: Ok, hold on, let me go there.

Noah: You shouldn't, Em. There is Mason Hall getting flocked over near me. I'm afraid that guy might notice you, and you'd get bullied. 

Noah: Just wait. I will send you a picture of them instead. 

—

Noah seemed to understand my problem with Mason. Well, I believed at least everyone knew that Mason Hall was too popular for a regular girl to talk to. Because her rabid fans were too much, indeed. 

So I waited, and Noah sent me two pictures instead of just one. 

I checked the first picture and was surprised by the number of fans flocking around Mason in the parking lot. It was so many that I lost count. Probably the amount of flocking fans had tripled since the first time I entered high school here. 

Mason acted just like the typical Mason Hall, the rising actor, the school prince, the quarterback, the honour student, everything perfect that we all knew and loved.

He only smiled when some fans tried to take a picture with him. He was literally unapproachable right now. 

Then, I checked the second picture and was glad about this one. Because it was such a big relief. 

Noah took a picture of Thomas, Jackson, and Jorge entering the abandoned storage. With this, we have already started the plan. 

I forwarded the picture to Elise and gave her an order.

—

Emmy: Picture sent.

Emmy: The plan is on. Tomorrow will be the D-Day for us. Remember not to mess and make sure that Miss Alba will come. Tell Mona the success of this mission lies in her. If Miss Alba refused to come, then it was all over. 

Elise: Understood. Don't worry, Em. I will be helping her, making sure that we will take them down. 

Elise: I will also come tomorrow. Though, I won't be coming to class. Probably hiding somewhere in the school. Nobody is going to check anyway. 

Emmy: You can hide in my club room. Noah usually hides there to avoid those bastards from beating him up. 

Elise: Sure! Thanks, Em! See you tomorrow for this mission.

—

After contacting Elise, I told Noah to leave as soon as possible so those bastards wouldn't find him accidentally, and I returned home safely. 

Grandma hadn't been outside for a while now. The cold was too much for her old bones. Nowadays, she spends her time in her room or sitting on the sofa with a blanket covering her body, watching some weird soap opera or knitting. 

As always, I approached her and kissed her cheek, "Good evening, Grandma. You're doing well today?"

"Ah, Em! This… this is for you!" Grandma suddenly said and gave me a red rose beside her. "You know, your future husband gave it to you. Ah, what a good man."

…

It was the red rose from that man again. It started to get on my nerves, honestly. But I couldn't do much in front of grandma anyway because she was old and had a very conservative view of the relationship between man and woman. Her old view probably got into my Mom, so she accepted Dad. He was obviously a walking red flag since the very beginning. 

I forced a smile and took the red rose, "Thank you so much, Grandma. I will cook for dinner now. Just wait here, okay?"

"Oh, okay, Emmy. You're such a good grandchild."

I started preparing dinner for my family, spoon-feeding my grandma and saving some for my Mom. She said that she'd be late today, much to my disappointment, honestly. 

It was so close to Christmas break, and she didn't even get a holiday until the D-Day of Christmas, which was December 25th.

No, I didn't complain that she was too focused on her job. I was just sad that she couldn't have a break. She might get too exhausted and sick in the process. Although I rarely talked with Mom these days due to her job, she was still my beloved mother, so it saddened me when I saw her being overly exhausted after a long shift in her office. 

I returned to my room with the red rose, and found a small paper note, rolled in-between the petals. 

I took it out and read the content.

–

My dear Em, don't worry about my presence in the school. I was just making sure that your plan goes well. 

I have already sabotaged the security camera. It should be turned off for three days, so there will be no recording for three days straight. You should be able to execute everything perfectly.

I will always be by your side. 

I love you, my beloved. 

–

Oh, for fuck sake! How could someone be so creepy and so romantic at the same time! It confused the hell of me because I didn't know how to react, whether I should be enamoured or disgusted with this kind of action he did!