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Ever since the incident with Rayne, you had been avoiding going anywhere near the dorm. The mere thought of running into her made your stomach twist with anxiety. It had been weeks since the disastrous confrontation, but the memory still haunted you. This meant you couldn't meet up with your friends, Lemon, Dot, and Finn, as much as you wanted. They were always hanging out in the dorm, and you couldn't risk running into Rayne. It was a difficult choice, but you had to do what made you feel safe.
As a result, Lance had become your only support. You and him would often wander the corridors together, seeking distractions from the tension that had settled in the dorm. He was always there to cheer you up and make you laugh.
One day, after finishing a lesson, you both were walking the same corridors.
"Y/n, I'm gonna head to the library, wanna come?" You looked over at him and nodded, grateful for the company.
"Thank you for looking out for me" You said
"I know I have been literally forcing you to stay with me, but please tell me if it makes you uncomfortable or if you find it annoying..." You looked at him with a worried expression.
Lance stopped, causing you to stop too
"It's okay. I don't mind" He reassured you with a small smile
"You're a fresh dose of entertainment"
You couldn't help but blush at his compliment.
"Besides, I'll do anything to make sure you feel safe and comfortable" He added with a small smile
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"Fresh dose of entertainment? You're enjoying my suffering?" You teased, playfully scowling at him. Lance chuckled, ruffling your hair
"I wouldn't say that. But I do enjoy hanging out with you" He snorted. You playfully slapped his arm, pretending to be upset before walking away
"Hey hey! Okay, I apologize!" Lance pouted, running after you as you walked away. He gently grabbed your robe sleeve
"I just mean that you're a fun roommate. But hey, I'll protect you so don't worry"
As he winked at you, you couldn't help but feel flustered. You blinked twice, trying to compose yourself
"Y-yeah...l-let's just go" You stuttered
Lance laughed, his joyous laughter echoing through the halls. And as you walked to the library together, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected friendship and support.
As you and Lance walked through the library, you couldn't help but be in awe of the vast collection of books and the peaceful atmosphere. The silence was only interrupted by the occasional rustling of pages and soft whispers of students studying.
You and Lance were so caught up in admiring the library that you didn't notice the presence of a certain someone. But that person saw you crystal clear.
On a nearby table, three individuals were seated. Rayne, Cell, and another person wearing glasses. Cell was leaning back and forth on his chair, lost in a book until he happened to glance up and saw a familiar figure walking through the library.
"Hmm...look who else is here..." Cell giggled mischievously.
"Who is it?" Rayne asked boredly, his eyes still fixated on the book in front of him.
"Your cheek crusher..." Cell blurted out, earning a glare from Rayne.
"Cheek crusher?" The glasses-wearing individual spoke up in confusion. Cell giggled quietly
"Yeah, remember the day Rayne came back with a red cheek? That's her over there..." Cell said
Rayne's expression darkened slightly as he glanced over and saw you walking with Lance. The other person, known as Orter, also happened to catch a glimpse of you.
"I'm assuming it's the one with Lance Crown?" Orter asked, to which Cell nodded with a sly smile.
"Ne ne Orter...why don't you punish her?"
Cell pouted, playfully nudging Orter. Orter adjusted his glasses
"Am I the right person for that? Shouldn't Rayne be the one deciding that?" Orter said
"His brain isn't braining after that super slap!" Cell snorted, earning a glare from Rayne.
"Cell. Go and clean your room. If I find it messy when I get back, you're on toilet duty for the rest of the year" Rayne said calmly.
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Cell's mouth dropped open in shock.
"That's not fair...you can't do that."
"I can and I will" Rayne stated firmly, grabbing Cell's head and squeezing it lightly.
"Ow, ow...okay..." Cell pouted, swatting Rayne's hand away.
"Cell. Rayne. This is a library. Show some respect" Orter chimed in, causing Cell to shiver slightly.
"Roger. I'll be off" Cell grinned cheekily before leaving the library. As he left, Rayne turned to Orter. Orter adjusted his glasses once again
"What you do with her is up to you, but don't do anything that will go against the school rules. That's all I'm gonna say, Rayne." Orter said
"Rest, it's up to you. It's a one time incident, so don't let let it eat you up" Orter continued, Rayne couldn't help but still feel anger towards you
And so, you continued exploring the library, unaware of the small drama that had just unfolded in your presence. As for Rayne, he couldn't help but steal glances at you from time to time, shooting you daggers.
[With You and Lance]
As you sat across from him, you suddenly felt a shiver run down your spine. You couldn't help but feel like something was wrong.
"Why do I sense danger nearby...?" You mumbled worriedly, looking at Lance who just gave you a confused look.
"Danger? Y/n, I told you to stop thinking about what happened with Rayne Ames. You're messing your brain up!" He softly scolded, flicking your forehead gently. You pouted and swatted his hand away.
"Don't ever question a woman's instincts!" You retorted. Lance rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fine, fine. I'll stop. Now, do you need a break or something? You look stressed"
"I think I do need a break" You admitted, smiling gratefully at him.
"Okay, I'll be right back, imma go grab some water. Will you be okay on your own or do I still need to be your bodyguard?" He teased, smirking at you.
"Oh, get lost. I hate you" You said playfully, puffing out your cheeks.
Lance couldn't help but laugh at your response as he got up and headed out to grab some drinks for the both of you.
Left alone in the library, you tried to focus on your work. But an odd feeling continued to nag at you. It was almost as if someone was watching you or throwing daggers at you.
"Please be me in the library..."
"Please only be me in the library..."
You kept whispering to yourself.
To calm yourself down, you got up and decided to browse through the aisles for more books. The library was now empty, making it eerily silent. Just as you were about to head back to your seat, you felt a strong grip on your arm, pulling you back.
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Your back hit against the wall with a thud, and your heart nearly leaped out of your chest when you saw who had grabbed you. It was Rayne Ames. Your eyes consequently widened.
"Is the little pup scared?" His mocking tone sent a shiver down your spine.
To be continued...