Chapter 35: Chapter 35

I didn't know what was happening and where that aura was coming from. However, I could feel the tension inside the room getting hotter. I ignore it, probably, that's how strong the 3K's aura are.

When they took a seat, we all sat quietly. They were probably taking the same course with us, that is why we are in the same class.

To my surprise, they were not in front of us but already at the side, in the same row with mine. As I remember, there were already students occupying those seats but they must have probably left their position as soon as the group stood in front of them.

My attention was caught when Gabriella elbowed me, "Why did Butch wave his hand for you?" She curiously whispered which made me immediately look at her.

Anne too has closed the space between us to hear what we are talking about.

"It's not for me," I said, denying it. I don't want to attract any more attention, I just wanted to live and study peacefully here.

Gabriela shook her head, "You will tell us about it later and you will not get away from us, Maive."

I bit my lip. Yeah, that seems like it. My friends were both determined to know about Butch who had just wave his hand at me. And unfortunately, it wasn't just them who saw it, but probably the whole class.

I'm dead.

I glanced at the 3K's once again, I couldn't help it. And as usual, Butch seemed to be in a good mood and looks so easy to approach, suddenly, he looked at this direction which surprised me, he then smiled and winked which made me turn to look at the front.

Damn that Butch, will he just stop doing that?

I sighed, I just wanted to see Daxton. I shook my head, why would I want to see that dangerous man? Shit.

"I think there's something wrong with King Daxton..." I heard Anne said as if in a whisper.

I immediately looked at her, "King?" I asked full of curiosity.

"We addressed him King or disaster awaits us if not." She said,

I nodded in understanding, the disaster she meant was probably the fans of 3K's.

"He has the right with that title, Anne." Gabriella suddenly said.

For sure, because he is the owner of this University, so absolutely they treated him as a king. Suddenly I remember what Anne had said, "What's wrong with him?" I asked quietly.

I have a feeling that the 3K's couldn't hear us because the whole class was filled with whispers and lowly voices of gossip from our classmates.

"I don't know, but look." Anne secretly pointed at Daxton which made me look at him.

I was scared for a second to see him... his jaw was clenched and his aura was dark. I couldn't see it, but I could feel darkness radiating out of him.

Butch who was in a good mood earlier seemed to have stiffened from his seat, while that Cyrus remained on his posture screaming confidence. Daxton? He still has this aura screaming, touch me and you're dead. What's wrong with him by the way?

"Don't stare too much." Gabriella whispered to me.

I immediately shook my head, "I am not!" That was a whisper but still sounded so defensive.

The professor for our class soon enough entered the room. Again, it was another day of me not being able to comprehend every lesson. With my mind being full of thoughts and my heart racing insanely because of the 3K's, especially of their leader, I wasn't able to learn anything.

Maybe I will be able to process every lesson once I find peace in my heart. Something that would take time.

Unlike the professor yesterday, what we have now seemed to not be bothered by the presence of the three guys reigning the university. He seemed to be more focused on teaching rather than those guys.

From time to time, I would shift my gaze to my left, looking at Daxton. There is just Gabriella and a space of path dividing the two of us that's why I could see him from here partly clear. My heart keeps racing fast, my system is running wild and I just can't really take my eyes off of him.

Those 2 and a half inches of lively hair that stands out... thick eyelashes, pointed nose... thin kissable lips and a sharp jawline which was still clenched by now but it just emphasized how attractive and handsome he is. Although, it makes me think about what his problem is.

I turned to look at my armchair as I sighed. I wonder why my body feels this crazy whenever he is around, especially everytime I see him.

'You are attracted to him'

I gasped in shock, almost jumping out of my seat upon hearing that voice in my head. What was that?

I have never heard that voice but it seems too familiar to be called foreign. Is that my subconscious or what?

The professor looked at me. Actually, the whole class did. I probably caught their attention when I got surprised by my own thoughts.

"Is there a problem, Ms. Underwood?" Our professor asked.

I shook my head, "None, sir."

Damn, that was embarrassing!

My classmates returned their gaze back in front. Except that I could feel those deep black eyes staring at me intently. I could imagine him looking at me and fuck, he is making my heart insane.

I could totally feel that he was really staring. Does he feel it too when I am staring at him? That would be too embarrassing!

I mustered my courage to look at him but when I looked in his direction, I found him staring directly in front with his arms crossed. Did I just imagine that? Was I mistaken?

I really need to get him out of my mind or else I will be doomed.

After an hour or so, the class ended which made me sigh in relief. There was not much that happened during the classes except when I was called out by the professor because of my startled emotion when I heard someone's voice in my head.

I immediately fixed my things and hurriedly went out of the room after the class without telling my friends, I really couldn't breath knowing that Daxton was there and I needed some space to calm my nerves again because I couldn't be able to do that if I am in the same room with that Astrid.

I dashed towards the comfort room to wash my face. Out of all classes they could take, why was it the same as mine? Is the world too narrow for us to have the same classes?

It isn't destiny because I knew that I am not suitable for the Daxton Astrid. We have a different world, he is high as the sky while I'm just as low as the ground.

I took my handkerchief out of my pocket and dampened it on my wet face. I was staring at my own reflection, trying to calm my crazy beating heart.

After some time, I left the comfort room. However, the moment I was out of the comfort room, to my surprise, someone suddenly grabbed my hair which made me groan out of pain.

"Stay away from Butch!" A voice of a woman exclaimed as I felt a sting of pain on cheek from her slap, but she let go of my hair which gave me a chance to look at her.

A curly brown hair, and from the look of her, she's a brat. I am sure that we are not in the same class which made me think that she might have probably saw me with Butch yesterday at the Polaris.

Fuck, this is what I am avoiding.

I was about to say a word when someone from behind me cleared his throat.

With this familiar aura, and the sound he made. I knew at that exact moment who it was. My body says so.