LOGINCHAPTER SIXTYDylan's POVI walked into the training facility alone. Naomi had to go get someone important, and I decided not to wait for her. If I was going to win the next games, I had to practice.A few guys were playing already. “Annyeonghaseyo,” I greeted.“Annyeonghaseyo,” they replied. I settled down into the chair and started the game.“jeo salam-i migug-in-ingayo?” I heard one ask the other if I was the American in their language. I wondered if they knew I could understand, but I ignored them.“ne, maj-ayo. geuga ije silbeojeudo mos igindago deul-eoss-eoyo,” the second one replied, laughing. “migug-eneun dodaeche eotteon hyeongpyeon-eobsneun chaempieondeul-i issneun geoya?”My hands fisted into a ball. How dare they call me a trashy champion? Why would they even think that?“gyesoghaeseo geue daehae iyagihamyeon dangsin-eul bagsalnael geos gat-eun geuleon yuhyeong-ui chaempieon,” I hissed. Their faces twisted into similar shocked expressions.“Yeah, that's rig
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINESERA’S POVI stepped down from the bus, the hit afternoon sun shining in my eyes. Boot camp was my favourite part of streaming, and I could not wait to start.Even though that bitch almost made me loose it.I dragged my small luggage behind me. “Hi,” I smiled at the receptionist. “I am with—”“She's with us,” I heard from behind me. Romeo and a group of my teammates were standing there, and it seemed they had already checked in.I had not seen or spoken to Romeo since that day I saw him at Agatha's house. “Thank you,” I said to the receptionist.“You're late,” Romeo said.“I had a test,” I replied, staring up at him. “How is everyone?”He bit his lips. “That's what it is?”“What are you talking about?” I asked, my Express blank.“Sera, it's not what you think,” he sighed, taking my bag from me. “Agatha is—”“I do not care, Romeo. I genuinely don't.”Something in my gaze must have gotten to him. “Great, well then I should tell you what's been
CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHTAGATHA’S POVCause Tonight's gonna be a good night. Tonight's gonna be a good night…The music floated in my house as I dressed up, bobbing my head along to it. I applied my gloss, then straightened my suit. “Alexa,” I called, “turn music off.”“You look good,” I said, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Many might think I was shallow, but being a woman in esports and being a coach? I had to be cutthroat.I stepped out of my house. There was a small box in front of my door. “What is this?” I said, bending down to pick it up.“For Miss Agatha,” was all the note said.I glanced at my wrist watch. I was meant to talk to the new trainees, but I still had a full hour before I had to see them. I took the box inside, humming beneath my breath.I grabbed a small blade. Maybe this was a gift from Tylson, I thought. He was so sweet.I opened the box. “Huh?”There were no gifts. Just different stacks of envelopes, all properly labeled. I lifted the first
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVENSERAPHINA’S POVI knocked on Marcus's door.“It's open,” he called from inside. I had come straight from school, musing on whether to tell him Dylan had called me to threaten me.“What are you up to?” I asked, dropping my bag on one of the sofas. Marcus was in his kitchen, and I went into it.I smirked. Marcus was like a man obsessed, laying down different papers on his kitchen table. “What is all this?”He glanced up at me. “Don't you look beautiful,” he said with a sly smile. “Did you come here to seduce me?”“No,” I laughed. “I just came from school.”“Still ravenous,” he said. “This is all I have found out about Agatha and her lover.”“What are the boxes?” I asked, peering into them.“An investigative package,” he explained. “All the articles I could find, messages, disciplinary cases that were suddenly swept under the rug and students' anonymous complaints.”My mouth dropped open. “They are a lot.”“Yes,” he said. “I took it a step furthe
CHAPTER FIFTY -SIXDylan's POVI paced my room, angrily staring at the picture on the screen. How dare she talk to me in such a manner?It was Wednesday, one of the days I was free to stay indoors. The management was working me harder than ever, and I resented the reason why I had taken this deal.SeraphinaShe filled my every thought. It didn't matter who I was with; it didn't matter who I was talking to. I changed my wallpaper to a picture of both of us on our second month anniversary date, when she looked at me like I was the world.Maybe, I thought, I should call her again.The call rang and rang, yet there was no answer. After awhile, the only message I got was that the number I was calling did not exist anymore.She has blocked me.I needed to talk to her, to taunt her more, and she blocked me.I tossed my phone across the room. I had to get her out of my mind before she consumed everything.My phone rang, so I went to where it landed. “Hello?”“Dylan?” Nao
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVESERAPHINA’S POVI walked into Marcus's place of work. “Babe?” I called out.“In the back,” I heard him answer. I went to the back, and sure enough, Marcus was there.“Inventory,” he grinned. I smirked at him. “Are you done with classes?”I nodded. “I came to say hi.”“Okay,” Marcus replied. “Just give me a second, okay? I'm about to close up.”He finished arranging the new stock, then I followed him back out to the shop. “Just a little more bookkeeping,” he said, flashing me a grin.“Take your time,” I replied. “How are you doing?”“I just received my last check from the school today,” he replied. “The last three months.”“That is amazing,” I said. “You could pay off some loans.”“You bet,” he replied, closing a book. “Okay, I am done.”I watched him silently. “Is there something on your mind? You're awfully quiet,” Marcus noticed.“No, well. There is nothing,” I answered. I really did not want to talk about esports with him.“I have someth







