I walked into the room, Closed the door, Celine looks at me and smirks "Met anybody yet?", I punched her "Shush girl, I swear I'll kill u if u don't stop this", "Okay okay chill" Celine chuckled, "let's just sleep, it's getting late already, we have classes tomorrow", I say, Celine agrees and closes the curtain as we go to bed.
-------------------✿Thursday------------------
✿ the school's official uniform ✿
we had Math, a good start, to be honest, I am good at math.
I entered the class, I scanned the room with my eyes, and I saw him, Enzo, who looked so careless sitting at the back of the class, with undone shirt buttons revealing his tattoos, and messy hair, I sighed, rolled my eyes and took a random seat, while I started preparing with Celine for the lesson, suddenly Natalie and her group walked in, she stared at me, her hands curling into fists
"You're in my seat, Gustavo, move it!" Natalie shouted, but I couldn't help rolling my eyes. "Come on, let's not waste time fighting over a seat. Just find another one," I replied with exasperation.
"Well, yeah, you're right. I wouldn't sit where filth has already been," Natalie chuckled sarcastically. Her comment only fueled my anger. "sarcastic much, aren't we? don't make it hard." I retorted, my tone growing angrier.
"How did you even get accepted into this school? You look so poor." Her gaze scanned me from head to toe, and with a sigh, I replied "You really want to make this hard, don't you, blondie?" I challenged her.
"Don't call me that, Gustavo, or--" Natalie started to say, but I swiftly cut her off, reveling in the moment. "Or else what, blondie? And for your information, my wealth could buy your whole damn family." I shot, then I gasped dramatically "Oh, guys, you won't believe it. I heard Natalie's daddy stopped sending her money. Is that so?" I say, moving my gaze to her, "Did Daddy stop spoiling his little princess?" I asked, mocking dramatically, the room erupting in laughter and exclamations of "daaaamnnn."
her expressions shifted quickly, and before she could respond, the teacher entered the room, interrupting the exchange. she left furiously, My gaze shifted to Lorenzo unwantedly, who was whistling in appreciation of my comebacks. I knew I had the upper hand when even the mafia guy acknowledged my retorts. A smirk played on my lips as I settled back into my seat, feeling Celine softly punch my shoulder.
"Girl, you've got some guts! Everybody's got their eyes on you!" Celine exclaimed, and we both shared a laugh as the lesson began.
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"alright guys, the lesson's over, try to solve this equation and show it to me next time" the teacher speaks as he leaves the class, I look at my watch, seems like breakfast is about to start, So I pack my stuff, leaving to the catering area
While walking, I overheard a conversation between some girls by the stairs. They discussed Lorenzo's involvement in a recent fight outside the building, they were emphasizing his mysterious persona and immense wealth, telling each other that everybody only knows his name. Intrigued by this new information, I decided to learn more about him and uncover the secrets surrounding him.
Returning to Celine, I entered the dining area and sat by her side, "guess What," I speak up, celine glared at me, looking genuinely concerned, "What?" she mumbles, "I heard two girls speaking about Lorenzo, saying that he was involved in a fight earlier and that nobody knows nothing about him besides his name, and that he's a mafia guy", Celine's eyes widen, " well its normal that nobody knows a shit- wait, a what? A fight? You're kidding right," she says, her voice filled with concern, "I promise I'm not", I reply, "oh my god that's fucked up, I hope he's okay" she says, sipping her soup, "okay so listen.." I shared my whole plan with her. She expressed concern, fearing the potential consequences of my actions. However, I reassured her that I would be careful and that nothing would go wrong. I resolved to break into the principal's office later that night to read Lorenzo's file, determined to unravel the enigma surrounding him.
Celine, still worried, urged me to exercise caution. I assured her once again that everything would be fine. With that, we resumed eating breakfast, our minds occupied with the upcoming adventure that awaited me later that night.
---------------------✿Later that day-------------------
As I walked nervously towards the office, fear gripped my heart. The thought of what I was about to do sent chills down my spine. With each step, my anxiety grew, and the sound of my own heartbeat felt deafening.
Finally reaching the office, I cautiously entered and began my search through the student files. My hands trembled as I flipped through the documents, desperately seeking any information about Enzo. But then, my worst fear right now became a reality. Footsteps echoed in the hallway outside the office, shattering the silence. Panic coursed through my veins, and I hastily returned the file to its place, realizing I had collected absolutely nothing about him. With my heart pounding, I rushed out of the office, hoping to make a quick escape.
"HEY YOU, STOP RIGHT THERE" the guard shouts, while being Breathless and filled with fear, I sprinted away from the pursuing guard. Without a clear plan, my instincts and the way led me to the boy's dormitory. Spotting a corridor, with an open individual room door, I hurriedly sought refuge inside, shutting the door behind me.
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-TW: triggering events, you have been warned-
The room enveloped me in darkness, silent and seemingly empty. Leaning against the door, I peeked through the small hole, relieved as the sound of the guard's footsteps faded into the distance. A sigh of relief escaped my lips, grateful for narrowly escaping capture.
Suddenly, I felt heavy breaths fanning across my neck, and I panic as I try to leave the room, but the guy quickly pulls me back, pinning my chest against the wall, my back facing him. He pins my hands above my head, his grip firm yet strangely gentle. The room was so dark, I start to lose it, "I promise I didn't break in intentionally, I swear, I was running from the guard—" I explain, my heart beating rapidly, but he shushes me.
He leans his head closer, his body inches away, moving to my neck. His touch is not aggressive, but it sends shivers down my spine. "P-please let me go," I stutter, a sob slipping out, but he replies, "Not yet," his voice deepens, and my fear intensifies.
"Who are you?" I manage to speak, and he answers, "I am 'The Most Wanted' guy," he mocks and continues "I'M the one who should be asking that, tell me what the hell are you doing in my room." My eyes widen, and I start shivering, hating this situation so much.
He grabs my arms and turns my body to face him, moving a step closer, but still, not touching me on other places. His hands were only on my arms, his touch not uncomforting, and yet, it sends shivers down my spine. His mouth brushes against my cheeks and moves to my ear, his breath fanning on it. I freak out, begging him, "Please... Leave me alone... look I was running away from the guard," I explain, but it seems like there's no use, and I hate how he's playing with my emotions.
He whispers, "Go to the right side once you leave, you'll find the stairs. Take this card to unlock the doors," using a strange mixture of mean and caring tone. He slides the card on my bare arm, moving to my hand and placing the card between my fingers. He brushes my hair behind my ears, trying to get a good look at me, and the moonlight exposes my face. My body shivers from how close he is, and the word "Bellissima" slips from his lips.
"STOP TOUCHING ME, NO ONE HAS EVER TOUCHED ME BEFORE AND U ARE DOING IT U DISGUSTING FREAK LEAVE ME ALONE!" i shout, my voice shivering with fear. He chuckles, "No one has ever touched you before? That's kind of hard to believe. And I didn't entirely touch you. I don't touch girls randomly unless it's the girl who I love." His words surprise me, and some relief washes over me.
"not touched.. that means.. you've never been in a relationship?" he deadpans, and I confirm, "Yeah, I've never been in a relationship, nor been touched by anyone-. What the fuck are you doing now?!" I snap as he pulls me closer by my arm. "Pissing you off so you won't come back, Cinth. Consider it a warning for you. I won't be so nice next time," he warns, and I realize he knows my name. I'm done, totally done, I'm so dumb.
He slowly opens the door, and I quickly leave, hearing his chuckle as he closes the door. I bolt up the stairs, my heart pounding, my mind racing. I reach the room and lean against the door, taking a moment to catch my breath and process what just happened. I slowly slide down the door, my body shaking with fear.
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"Cinth, oh my God, what happened, where have u been?? why are u shaking like that" celine exclaimed, her eyes filled with concern and curiosity. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before speaking, "I almost got caught, a guard was chasing me, I hid in a room at the boy's dormitory, and I didn't find anything in the principal's office."
Celine's eyes widened in surprise, "I'm so thankful that the guard didn't catch you- Wait, boy's dormitory? How did you even get into the room?" she asked, shock written all over her face. "It was an individual room at a small corridor, the door was open, and I had no chance but to walk in," I replied, still trying to make sense of everything. "Then," I hesitated for a moment, trying to process the bizarre encounter, "Then, I felt a presence behind me, I freaked out."
Celine leaned forward, her eyes filled with anticipation, "And then what happened? Did the person hurt you?" "No, he didn't hurt me," I replied, trying to recall the details. "It was strange, he pinned me against the wall, he touched me celine.. on my arms only, his touch wasn't uncomforting, as if he made sure not to touch me on other places than my arms."
"Well, that's relieving. At least he's not a pervert," Celine replied with a slight chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. "It's kind of sweet, in a weird way." she says, "Yeah, it was weirdly sweet," I agreed, still processing the encounter. "But that's not the problem. He knew my name, Celine, he recognized me. he even directed me to the stairs as if he knew about my phobia of confined places, and that I can't use the lift, he also called me Bellisima, dude I'm so done." Celine's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Wait, how could he know your name? What the hell" I shook my head, "he knew who I was, and it's freaking me out."
Celine looked thoughtful, "Maybe he's been keeping an eye on you, or maybe he's connected to someone you know. But how could he know about your fear of being in confined spaces?" she asks, "I don't know," I reply, Celine's expression turned serious, "Wait, 'Bellissima'? That's Italian, right? Could it be someone we know?" she pondered. "well.. L-Lorenzo.. is half British half Italian, and he's the only one with Italian origins at school.." I reply, "Yup that's Lorenzo, that's totally him," celine replies, both of us confirming the guy's identity, As we exchanged knowing glances, a sense of excitement and trepidation filled the air. It seemed clear that the mysterious guy in the dormitory was none other than Lorenzo. The pieces of the puzzle were coming together, and it was hard to ignore the evidence pointing towards him, but we still weren't sure that he is the only Italian in school.
"He must have recognized you from that incident in the elevator," Celine said, her voice tinged with astonishment. "It's the only explanation for why he directed u to the stairs"
I nodded, still processing the revelation. "I can't believe he didn't expose me to that guard, and directed me to the stairs, I sound so delusional right now but it feels as if he cares for me." Celine grinned mischievously, "Well, it looks like you've got yourself a secret admirer, Cinth. And a mysterious one at that." Celine replied, I chuckled nervously, "I don't even know how to feel about this. It's all so unexpected.", "Tell me about it," Celine agreed. "But you have to admit, it's kind of romantic in a way.", "Romantic?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow at her choice of words. "I'm not sure I'd use that term, but it's definitely intriguing."
Celine leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come on, Cinth. The brooding bad boy secretly caring about you and going out of his way to protect you? It's like something out of a romance novel!", I couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "You watch too many dramas, Celine. This is real life, not a movie. stop romanticizing it, the encounter I had with him is creepy"
"Real life can be just as exciting, you know," she said with a wink. "But in all seriousness, be careful. We don't know what his intentions are, and it's better to be cautious.". I nodded, grateful for her reminder. "You're right. I'll keep my guard up," I reply, Celine's facial expression goes serious, "Cinth, I'm so sorry you had to go through this for nothing." says, "Don't worry about it," I sigh, "alright, wanna go to dinner? it's in a few mins, and I'm starving dude," she suggested, I nodded at her, "a meal would really help after what I experienced" I reply, as we leave the room for dinner.
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we pour in the food we want, took the table at the corner, and started eating.
"I have something to tell u" Celine mumbles, " what is it?" I look at her confused, "Well Cinth, I know everything about Enzo, U didn't think that I'd just sit and wait for u to come back, did u?" Celine smirks, "OH MY GOD YOU LITTLE-" I shout as Celine shushes me, "girl don't u wanna know?" Celine says, "No girl please tell me, I so wanna know," I say, excitement hitting me.
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Celine leaned closer, her words a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, buckle up. Enzo is more than meets the eye.", I raised an eyebrow, my interest thoroughly piqued. "Go on."
Celine began, her words painting a vivid picture. "First off, he's not just some regular guy. He's British-Italian, a solid 21 years old. And here's the kicker – he's older than any of us because he dropped out of school multiple times and took breaks. That's how he ended up in the same year as us even though he's older. Oh, and his mother is French, by the way."
My intrigue deepened. "Okay, that's a lot to take in already. But what else?", Celine grinned, clearly enjoying the dramatic buildup. "Hold on, there's more. Enzo? He's adopted." Celine revealed, My eyes widened in surprise. "Adopted? I didn't see that coming. But wait, there's more to this story, isn't there?"
Celine nodded eagerly. "You bet there is. His birth parents were involved in some heavy stuff – they were actual drug dealers. Can you believe it? And get this, they sold him off to his current father for a hefty sum.", I couldn't help but gasp. "Wait, his real parents were drug dealers? Sold him off? That's... intense."
Celine's expression grew more serious. "Yeah, his childhood was far from ordinary. He's been through some rough patches. At just 16, he was already learning to handle guns.", My mind whirred with the implications. "So, the whole mafia connection... it makes sense now. What about his... I don't know?, personal life?"
Celine's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Well, brace yourself. Despite all the intensity, Enzo has never been in love or even been in a relationship." I blinked, taken aback. "Wait, seriously? Never?", Celine nodded, her smile fading slightly. "Yeah, it's like he's kept his heart locked away. never loved any girl, no real love, But that doesn't wipe the fact that he doesn't stop himself from having fun with girls," she said, I rolled my eyes "Of course, typical males"
"and get this, see Natalie? She's absolutely obsessed with him. apparently Enzo is disgusted by her, because she's being delusional, And she's not just obsessed with Enzo, she's got her eyes on... Louis.. too." My eyebrows shot up. "Louis? Seriously? But he's Enzo's best friend, right?", Celine nodded. "Exactly. They've been tight since childhood. But here's the twist – Louis isn't fully mafia-like Enzo. He's like the "innocent" side of the mafia world, if such a thing exists."
I shook my head in disbelief. "This is a lot to process. And they only joined our school last year?" Celine nodded, her expression growing more serious. "Yep, and they've managed to become the talk of the school in no time. Plus, they're ridiculously wealthy. Like, they-could-buy-countries kind of rich.", My eyes widened at that revelation. "Man seriously? that's some serious rich shit out there"
Celine smirked. "That's the rumor mill for you. Oh, and get this, Enzo supposedly has a brother who graduated from our school too. and rumors say that he hangs around the school from time to time, But the details are hazy, and nobody really knows."
As I took in the whirlwind of information, I couldn't help but feel like I had just stepped into a real-life drama. The complexities of Enzo's past and his connection to the mafia world were beyond anything I had imagined. It was like peeling back the layers of a mystery, one revelation at a time.
"Celine, it's hard to wrap my head around all of this," I admit, my voice carrying a mix of awe and concern. "Enzo's background, his mafia involvement, and their unimaginable wealth... It's a lot to process." Celine's expression reflects my sentiments. "I know, Cinth. It's like stepping into a completely different world. Enzo is undeniably dangerous, but who knows? Maybe there's more to him than meets the eye. People can surprise you, and love can bloom in unexpected places."
I nod in agreement, but her mention of love makes me chuckle. "Hold on a second, Celine. Love? Seriously? Let's not get ahead of ourselves here."
mid-conversation, the cafeteria doors swing open, and all eyes turn to the entrance where Enzo and Louis make their grand entrance. The atmosphere shifts, and a hush falls over the room. Enzo and Louis make their way toward us, prompting a mixture of panic and excitement within me and Celine. Louis settles beside Celine, and my heart skips a beat as Enzo takes the seat next to me. His presence is electrifying, sending waves of both anticipation and caution through me.
Enzo leans in, his voice a low murmur that manages to cut through the room's noise. "Next time, Cinth, maybe think twice before sneaking into people's rooms. It's not the best way to make an impression." My eyes widen, and I glance at Celine, who seems to grasp the situation. It was Enzo's room I had invaded.
Enzo's words hang in the air, and his mischievous smirk only confirms my realization. With a casual touch, he places his hand on my shoulder. I flinch and push his hand away, my heart racing. His touch sends a shock through me, and my breath catches. I shoot a quick, alarmed look at Celine. She understands – it's him.
In an attempt to regain control of the situation, I retort, "Back off, Enzo. Cut the act."
His grin widens, and he playfully tilts my chin towards him. "What's the matter, Cinth? Could it be that you're falling for me, love?"
My eyes widen in disbelief. "Love? Seriously? Dream on, Enzo. I wouldn't choose a psycho like you for my first relationship. And enough with the nicknames, mafia boy."
He chuckles, undeterred. "Oh, I enjoy getting under your skin. The nicknames just add a little extra spice."
The tension between us intensifies with Enzo's presence. I can't shake off the unease from our previous encounter. Needing a way out, I swiftly change the subject. "Hey, Celine, look at the time. We should probably head back to our room. Tomorrow is going to be a long day."
Celine picks up on my urgency and nods in agreement. We stand up, feigning exhaustion, and make a quick exit. As we walk down the hallway, still reeling from the encounter, we find a quiet spot to catch our breath. "What just happened, Cinth?" Celine asks, her voice a mix of concern and curiosity.
I let out a shaky breath. "It was him, Celine. Enzo was in my room.."
Celine's brow furrows as she processes the information. "And he's clearly trying to get a reaction out of you. This situation is unsettling, Cinth. If he's your enemy, we have to be careful. We need to watch our steps around him."
I sigh, feeling the weight of the situation. "You're right, Celine. We can't let our guard down."
Together, we return to our room, our minds buzzing with thoughts and uncertainties. As I lie in bed, I can't help but dwell on the enigmatic and dangerous figure that is Lorenzo Blackwood. The enmity between us is palpable, and I drift off to sleep, my mind still racing with the events of the day.
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