After waiting for several hours, it was finally my turn to present the assigned topic, which was 'Current and Future Trends of Media and Information.' I had diligently prepared my report in the preceding days. Quickly, I inserted the flash drive into the laptop and accessed my saved files. Glancing at the whiteboard, I confirmed that my presentation was ready.
I began discussing how the media impacts individuals and society as a whole, engrossed in explaining the concepts to my fellow students. Suddenly, our guidance counselor entered the classroom and signaled for me to pause. I made my way to the right side, near the drawers.
"Sorry for interrupting your class. We have a new student today. He's from Olyndria." Ms. Wendy, our guidance counselor, promptly closed the projector and motioned for the new student to enter.
"Could you please introduce yourself?" she requested, her gaze fixed on the newcomer.
Upon his entrance, the classroom erupted with excitement, and the noise level soared. I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration; my presentation had been interrupted, and I was eager to finish it. However, as I turned my attention to the new student, my irritation transformed into fascination.
I couldn't help but gaze at him, captivated by his undeniable allure. His sleek, clean-cut raven hair was impeccably styled, framing his face in a way that accentuated his striking features. His almond-shaped brown eyes, deep and expressive, seemed to hold a universe of secrets within their warm gaze, drawing you in with every glance. Long, dark eyelashes graced his eyelids, casting delicate shadows when they fluttered like silken whispers. His complexion was fair, resembling porcelain in its smoothness and lack of blemishes. Yet, it was his naturally reddish-pink lips that added an extra layer of allure, inviting and enticing, as if they held the promise of untold adventures.
"My name's Cassander Perseus Lim, and I come from Olyndria High," he introduced himself, his gaze fixed on me. We locked eyes for a few seconds, and as soon as I realized it, I looked away.
"You can sit there, Cas," Ms. Wendy instructed, pointing to the vacant chair opposite mine. After introducing Cassander, Ms. Wendy slowly walked out of the door.
The whole class, especially the girls, was practically gawking at Cas as he took his seat and gently arranged his bag on the table.
Ms. Lucy, our teacher in Media and Information Literacy, gestured for me to continue my report. I walked to the table and turned on the projector. I proceeded with my report, but I noticed that nobody seemed to be listening. I searched for the person they were all gawking at, and it was Cassander. I realized that he had simply fallen asleep at his desk while the girls covertly admired him. I found his behavior rude, and I couldn't help but glare at him as I continued my report. Frustration was building up inside me, and I quickly concluded my report because I couldn't control my annoyance. After all the effort I had put into preparing my report over the past few days, I was infuriated that nobody was paying attention, thanks to Cassander.
That is how my never-ending nemesis stage with Cassander began.
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Romance With My Nemesis
FantasyAthena, a highly ambitious student who consistently ranked first in her class from elementary school to college. Her life takes a big twist as she sees her carefully laid plans disrupted when Cassander enters her world. Athena had spent five years p...
