Chapter 1

Crow's POV

"Again, I don't want to hear any complaints coming from the head's office. New announced scholars and residents, I want you to take full responsibility of your individual obligations and duties. Always be the epitome of good conduct, good will, and righteousness. I don't tolerate any mishaps in every tasks and also tardiness especially every meeting which few of you earlier did. I don't want it to happen again next time. That's one thing I hate the most —being late," I announced with conviction in our monthly meeting in this second semester. "We've already talked about the rules in this organization and I expect that you should all conform in any means."

As the student president of the academic organization, it is my duty to lead and designate my authority to my co-students in order to sustain the general welfare of the people in the university. I am a perfectionist and a very grounded person. I have been part of academics ever since I was still in primary years and I was just appointed as the student president two years ago, so this part is not new to me already.

"I'm now open for any clarifications and concerns," I said as I sat down on the surface of the table and crossed my arms over my chest.

None of them talked. The room just completely fell silent. They just stared at me with those sparkling eyes I have grown accustomed to.

"I hope all were clear to all of you now. The next schedule of our meeting will be posted on the bulletin board any time this week since I have been busy for weeks on the upcoming events. You all know that. So if there are no more questions and concerns, so I guess the meeting is adjourned." I declared.

"Thank you, pres."

"Thank you, Mister President."

"Thank you, President Crow."

Those are some of the words thrown into the air as the students started to move for dismissal. Whereas, I took my seat on the head's chair to shut my laptop down and wrap up my files. My student secretary is absent for two consecutive days already because she's not feeling well, so I am the one working on this. I still need to finalize my documents about our agenda in the recent meeting which is to be passed to our academic president of the university. I was in the middle of arranging the folders when a group of new freshman scholars approached me, giggling, and whispering to each other that had me creased my brows due to their unwanted interruption.

"Hi, Pres," she muttered as she tucked the strands of her hair on her ear. Clasping my hands on the table, I aligned my eyeglasses on the bridge of my nose and looked up at the person who greeted me. 

"Hi, Pres, we just want to ask something," the other girl timidly asked, tucking the strands of her hair on her right ear as well.

"We want to ask if-"

"I thought everything was clear already?" I quickly cut her off. "I asked the group earlier if there are any questions, yet no one voiced out their concerns. I don't tolerate that kind of attitude especially that you're now part of the academic organization." I reprimanded.

They ducked their heads down in humiliation. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry, Pres,"

"I don't want this to happen again. If you have questions, then I can't answer it this time. I was already done with my part, just save it on our next meeting. You may now take your leave." I firmly added.

Embarrassed, they took their exit.

I sighed and massaged my nape. As the person I am, I really hate those kinds of behaviour. Once you've got what I had said the first time, I don't want to repeat it again. I want them to grow up and letting them realize their mistakes. Being a newbie is definitely not an excuse. There has to be no dumb in this organization especially we're in academics and if they still won't change the way they behave, then there's no choice but to kick them out. I deeply sighed one more time as I realized how grumpy I was over small things. They are freshmen after all.

I closed my laptop and put it in its bag. I shut the door behind me and head towards my next minor class which I've already planned to use for sleep.

"He looks so hot Lian,"

"I know!"

"No, he looks hotter,"

"He looks more handsome with his eyeglasses. Omo!"

"Geeezzz. I love him so much!"

"I was wet dreaming about him last night,"

My stomach twirled at the last comment. Did they intend to make their voices loud for me to hear? Somehow, I was pretty not new to hearing those things. There are even much gross than that.

As my usual posture —hand in my pocket while the other is holding the strap of the bag of my laptop. With a straight face, I continued to walk down the hallway.

As typical, obvious murmurs, lascivious stares, intrigued whispers, dirty gasps, and redundant compliments that I often hear and see when I pass by with the students, and even with the employees; anywhere in the locker, hallways, parking lot, bathroom, even outside the school premise, and in everywhere I go only disgust me.

However, somehow, I kind of used to it for a pretty long time already. I don't even give a damn care at least, but there are just some comments that I inevitably can't handle well enough, so I sometimes get annoyed and scold that person. Mostly, I just shrugged it off on my shoulder. I don't even have the time to greet back and there's no way I would mind their nonsense calls. It just annoys me. Their whole presence annoys me all the time.

Knitting my brows together, I was about to turn left in the hallway when I accidentally bumped into someone. Well, not by accident because obviously, it's the imbecility of this someone who dared to have contact with me.

Clumsy and reckless. My blood boils instantly and I could feel my anger rising. I tried to regain my composure, but I was so pissed.

I hate stupid people the most.

I furiously looked down to whom it was, trying my accelerated temper to go down.

A she. "I'm very sorry," she apologized and it instantly making my eyebrows furrowed.

She quickly grabbed all her whatever school supplies she spilled onto the floor while I was just looking down at her. Don't expect anything from me. If you think that I would help her to get her things just like in the movies, then you're wrong.

Her face hit my chest. Too bad, it hit her hard. That's what she gets for being stupid.

I scowled, disliking her stupidity.

Once she's done scooping all her things, she stood up and ducked her head down right in front of me. Still not looking up at me.

She's definitely an attention seeker. She definitely intended it to happen.

I was towering over her and I still didn't see her face which I don't wish to see because I know it will just make me more angry.

"Sorry," she softly apologized again while rubbing her forehead with her right palm awkwardly and there's a strange leap in my chest I couldn't point my finger on when I heard her voice again.

Her scent captivates my nose. Our proximity even made it more difficult to have a glance of her face. I could do nothing and I was completely tongue-tied I don't understand why.

I narrowed my brows more, but, she walks passed by me in a hurry. I want to scold myself when I turned around to look at her.

Damn it!