Paradigm Shift

Introvert

A/N: I accidentaly published this chapter and didn't realize it. It was not even half done. Sorry! This still needs editing. Sorry for spelling or grammar errors. Comment if you have any suggestions or reactions. I'm still waiting for new manga chapters of Devils' Line to get published!

"If you want to pass this subject, I expect your reports two weeks from now."

Everyone let out their protest by whispering among themselves, unable to directly oppose the notorious professor's statement.

As if I don't have bigger problems to deal with. You sigh, thinking to yourself.

The end of your first year in college is fast approaching. It's a miracle that you managed to pass all the subjects you enrolled to last semester despite your special condition.  Somehow you cope and avoided any situation that might trigger a switch to your personality while at school.

"Again this is a group project and you have to work with at least two other people. I'll assign your topic and group." the professor adds, not minding the students' murmuring.

"I'd rather be labeled a loner than a freak." you recall telling Hans Lee when he asked you if you made any friends in your classes.

Sometimes Lee, out of curiosity, sits in during lectures. He choses which one suits his interest and pretends to be a student. He leaves when he gets bored.

It's all thanks to his exceptional high intelligence that he can explain all the subjects that seems like end of the world for you in the simpliest ways.

Your unusual relationship with him continued. Your other personality being so obsessed by him and your other personality which you refer to be the core one, just want to be his friend.

"Cool! We have the same topic for the project." a guy from your class approaches you holding a card in his hand. It brings your thoughts back to your classroom.

Working with a group makes you feel uncomfortable. You prefer to go solo most of the time. You enjoy the solitude and freedom when you're alone.

Cold sweat starts forming on your face when you realize that the one whom you have to work with is "that guy". The one who is specially popular with girls in your entire campus. That guy whom everybody wants to befriend and talk to.

Now that he's standing so close to you, you understand why. His facial features reminds you of godly princesess you read in mythical stories. He leaned forward placing his elbows to your desk so he can go down to your level.

"Now I'm really interested to work on this project." he says flashing his pearly white teeth paired with a dimple on his right cheek.

"Are you sure we have the same topic?" you ask, wanting him to leave you alone and not attract the attention of your classmates.

"Of course." He puts the card on your table with the topic devil written on it.

"Sir, can I work on this project by myself?" you ask the prof raising your hand.

"No." he answers.

Everyone's eyes are on you. You can feel it burning even from your back. They seem to envy you being paired with the popular guy and hate you because of your question.

The last thing you want to have in school is attention. But now you're pretty sure you're overdose with it.

"Ms. (Y/LN) and Mr. Sollistaire, your other group member is Ms. Hayashi but she's excuse from class today." the professor says.

The class starts to murmur again. You sit silently on your chair, wishing the professor will change his mind and makes it an individual project.

"You're (Y/N) right? Let's talk later after classes are done." the guy whispers and goes back to his seat.