M/n, a victim of bullying who took his own life, got a chance to be reborn as Vasilyev Konstantin, a Russian political figure in the world of lookism. He somehow manages to go to Jae Won high school to meet his favorite characters.
(Slow burn)
Shoul...
★This chapter will contain the usage of two languages.
'This' - Normal
'This' - Russian . . .
"Mr.Morozov, I believe you're rushing it. Why don't you put M/n down?"
Eugene said with a smile in his face, and the room filled with awkward silence for about a minute or two.
"..."
You tried your best to look like you were asleep, squinting your eyes as you just processed everything that just happened.
First of all, you had a dream where Vasilyev was your supposed brother.
And now you find out that Illya and Eugene apparently made some kind of deal and Illya is planning to take you back to Russia???
You gulped.
But you already interfered with lookism's storyline.
There's no way you can just leave the butterfly effects to fester.
Right..?
Anyway. Does this mean Eugene didn't actually have your nude photos??
You stifled a scoff, still pretending to be asleep despite the disturbing heavy air of silence that graced itself inside the room.
For some reason, the fact that Eugene lied didn't really matter to you.
Because Illya annoyed you more.
Illya knew that, and he still told you about how your naked view wasn't a very special view and he could have Eugene send it to him.
Wah. Recalling that time, he really is an asshole huh?
You wanna kill him right now.
You clenched your fist as Illya just walked away upon seeing Eugene's smug face.
God. He didn't have enough time for this.
"W-Wait where are you guys going?"
Eugene immediately grabbed onto Illya by the hem of his sleeve. A confused, disoriented expression adorned his face as he realised the white hair really was just planning to leave with you.
"This isn't part of the deal."
Eugene said, only to get ignored once again as the other party just grabbed his wrist, squeezing it tightly as Eugene squinted his eyes in pain before letting go.
He snickered, rolling his eyes.
"You couldn't possibly negotiate with M/n after seeing him threaten you right? Why don't you leave us alone."
