Novel & Cerita Takemichi X Everyone

As soon as I got inside, I stopped dead in my tracks. It was empty. No bustling waiters. No clinking glasses. No murmured conversations. Just…quiet. “Hello?” I looked around as I called out, wondering what was going on. That’s when he appeared from behind a pillar closer to the back of the restaurant. Caleb. He looked calm in a dark navy button-down that made his eyes stand out even more. He grinned a little, holding his hands in his pockets as he came over to me. “What’s going on?” I asked slowly. “Where is everyone?”

And what better way than to throw our own party? “We could get Damien to blast it all over his socials,” McKenzy continues, already spinning with plans. “You know he has, like, half the art world following him. And if he makes it sound exclusive, people will eat it up.” I grin. “We’re really doing this, huh?” “Hell yes.” My phone buzzes just as we’re finishing our celebratory second round of peanut butter and cocktails. It’s Tomas. “Hola, Profe,” I say, cradling the phone between my ear and shoulder.

We descend into the dark, where Takumi is already waiting alongside a man I recognize—not a friend, but someone I’d seen around the Northbridge elite. “You’re behind schedule,” Takumi snaps. “The assets were late,” Ryder growls, dumping the body onto a cold metal table. “Consider the job done.” The other man shakes his head, a low chuckle vibrating in his chest. “I see what you meant,” he says to Takumi before pushing off the wall. “Gentlemen, I am Ren Takahashi.” He extends a hand, and I take it. “Kai Mercer.” He nods. “Takumi just gave me the rundown on your utility.” Ren finishes the formalities. “How do you find life under the thumb of the Lords?”

My deskmate, Elaine Jenkins, was the kind of girl who was born with a sharp tongue. She loved nothing more than embarrassing me in front of everyone. When I showed up in a brand-new white shirt, she sneered, "Look at the country boy who finally made it to the city. Are you really that worried people will not realize how hopelessly tacky your taste is?" When I switched to contact lenses, she laughed. "Those eyes look like a dead fish's. Taking off your glasses is not going to magically turn you into a handsome guy." Then I won a prize in the math competition. She just rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Everyone knows he stays up all night grinding through problem sets. He practically worke

It was no other than Michiko Takao and she was talking to Xavier. “Xavier...I really really miss you so much. Please wake up and we shall continue what we have started, just please, wake up.” Michiko’s voice was cracking up and I was quick to notice she was sobbing. “Trust me, I tried my best to move on but I just can’t make myself forget about you. I... I still love you, Xavier.” Michiko cried out and I thought I was dreaming.

Alannah looked up to find Darius’s best friend, Britany on one side of her, and Cam on the other. “I need to use the restroom,” Alannah told them in a desperate attempt at escape. “I’m sure it can wait,” the two women said in unison before they looked at each other and giggled. Darius approached the stage with confidence and gave Paul a hug before he turned to the crowd. His eyes scanned the room before settling on Alannah.

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--- Xander joined us after the call. "I have friends in media," he said. "Ones who owe me. We don’t go public until you want to. But if the time comes—we won’t whisper. We roar." Tami smiled for the first time in hours. "You’re intense," she said to him. "He’s mine," I added. "And he’s in." Xander leaned over and kissed my temple. And for the first time in a very long time, I felt safe. Not because the monsters were gone.

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Deployment plan: high-efficiency snack conversion. Kenta threw his hand up like a bidding paddle at auction. “I’m in! But I wanna play the CEO who gets bought out.” Takuto shook his head, pushing up his glasses. “Your BMI and splash radius make you more suitable for the hostile takeover party.” Yuki, perched near the window with a suspiciously thick notebook, raised a hand. “I’ve already infiltrated the other classes. I have a list of their planned performances.” “I... I must be losing it,” Miu groaned. “Why am I agreeing to this?”