Lady Misfortune: Daddy, I’ll Be A Righteous Villainess! - Chapter 115

Rushing out of the classroom then down the hallway, Glenn made haste to look for Sarah.

He can’t let her get any wrong ideas. It’s bad enough that she’s not responding to his calls and messages. He can’t let her slip away any further.

‘Anyone else can think all sorts of things about me! Anyone but her!’

Then, the bell rings. It’s time to go to class.

Glenn abruptly stops in his tracks, fists clenched tightly. He grits his teeth as he ponders on what to do. As a member of the student council, he can’t let anyone see him running around and skipping classes. Sarah may have to wait. Though he can just make up an excuse, he can’t risk anything in this situation.

‘Besides, I’m not acting myself right now…’ he thought to himself as he turned back around and made his way to the locker room.

‘I should probably calm down first. Can’t afford to scare her away again.’

She’d been in so much shock during that incident at the coffee shop that she’d just up and left. Not a single word was uttered. She’s no longer there when he looked back to where she was sitting at the time.

He tried to contact her many times that night. He wanted to explain himself.

Yet, as it turned out, Glenn was not able to reach Sarah at all.

‘Those damn bastards! Could it be that they did something to Sarah too?! They are so gonna get it!’

The latest campus article about the Student Elite Society can only be described as horrendous.

For the most part, they tried to tell the event objectively. It would have been less problematic if it was just any other news story that they could easily debunk. But then, there was also that damn commentary. Another writer went on to give all sorts of interpretations of what really happened.

“That girl is the victim? She wasn’t doing anything? The student council was the one that wanted to pick a fight? She’s completely innocent…?” he scoffed at no one in particular, getting more and more infuriated as he recalled what he’d read.

“We wouldn’t have done that if only she’d left Sarah alone a long time ago!”

Glenn stormed inside the empty room then hurried to his locker. He opened it and pulled out a small, wooden chest that he’s been keeping in secret – a chest full of Sarah’s stolen pictures.

“Oh, my dear Sarah, you poor thing…” he purred, cheeks flushed as his finger stroked an image of her smiling face.

“That whore only got what she deserved. Don’t you think so, too? You were the one who was getting picked on all the time. Why didn’t they report that?”

There are several other things in there aside from Sarah’s photos. Buried deeper are a couple of hair ties that Glenn stole from her, the pencil case she lost, the handkerchief she personally embroidered for her class project in home economics, and a tiny bottle with a few strands of her hair.

He calls it his mini altar. It’s his prized possession – his secret.

Glenn just could not help it. Sarah is such a goddess, after all.

“Hmmm… Now that things have already come to this, maybe I should just go straight for the kill? What do you think, darling? It’s not so bad to let loose every once in a while, right?” he wondered out loud, talking to the pictures as if they would talk back to him.

“What’s loose are those screws in your head,” he suddenly heard someone say from behind him, scaring the living daylights out of him.

Glenn quickly closed the chest and spun around. He went as frozen as ice, stiff as a rock, the moment he came face-to-face with Fallon.

“Yo.”

“ARGHHHHH!!!”

He feels his heart drop cold, all air escaping his body as he screams. This can’t be happening. It’s just probably an illusion – a figment of his imagination. If anything, he is only dreaming and will soon wake up.

But then, the boy smiles an evil smile, making shivers run down his spine.

The chilling sensation is enough to replace a pinch or a slap. He knows then that all of this is true.

“Hey, upperclassman, do you know how to identify a serial killer psycho? So far, you’re edging pretty close to it…” Fallon started with a shrewd, cunning look on his face, hands shoved in his pockets as he walked closer to Glenn.

“First of all, serial killers have this crazy obsession with things that they find perfect. They’d go nuts if anything were to ruin that so-called perfection. Secondly, they’re onto extremes. They would do something that’s definitely abnormal for most people while thinking that it’s completely normal.”

His hands are quivering at that point, but his mind is telling him to act tough. The least he wants to show this underclassman is his daunted expression. He can tell that he is trying to intimidate him, but he refuses to submit.

“What are you doing here?! This is the high school’s building! Why aren’t you in your class?!” Glenn bolted out.

“Oh, nothing. Just wanna see my favorite guy,” Fallon replied, shrugging nonchalantly.

“Don’t shit with me! I know what you’re doing! You’re here for last time, right?! Are you asking for a fight?! I’ll gladly take you on!”

“You know, my friends are not around at the moment.”

“So?! You’re a coward without your friends, huh?! Pathetic! I knew you’re just a-”

“That means no one would stop me if I were to kill you right here and now.”

Glenn stiffens – then shivers again. Fallon is getting far too close.

Before he realizes what he is going for, he is already trapped between him and his locker. He begins to sweatdrop. No sooner than when his back hit the surface, he raised his arms and put his hands on both of his sides. He has him cornered.

“You should be thankful that we changed our minds about hacking the school system. We’re giving you an opportunity to clear up your names and defend your spots in the student council…” Fallon muttered tauntingly.

“But who would have thought you’re much of a bigger creep than I imagined? Stalking an underclassman? Really? Just how awful can you possibly be?”

“Shut the hell up, bastard…” Glenn hissed with clenched teeth.

“Mind your own business! It’s not like I’m the one who keeps siding with a school bully! You’re just as horrible as that repulsive brat!”

“Watch your damn mouth. Unless you want me to punch your face.”

“Good! Do it, then! Let’s see what everyone will say! Hurt me all you want!”

This guy’s kind of smart, yet dumb at the same time.

Fallon would like to say that he didn’t have to worry about what others would think since he’s not foolish enough to leave his bloody corpse there. But he’d already wasted enough time. Glenn would have to wait a bit for him to satisfy his masochistic tendencies.

“Your wish is heard, but there’s a time for everything…” Fallon quipped before pulling away from Glenn and taking a step back.

“For now, here’s a message from Weiss. You all need to apologize to Lady.”

—

Of course, Glenn refused to do it, but even then, Fallon left satisfied.

The initial plan was to pressure him to apologize. He tried to make a deal with him by promising that he’d ask the school publication to release their public apology, but he turned it down and declared that they’d be waging war against them instead. That would soon be proven a wrong move.

‘I’m sure the SES would consider cooperating with us, but because they have an idiot like Glenn, they’re doomed to meet their downfall…’ Fallon mused quietly.

‘To be fair, though, that dumbass can hardly be called their representative. Weiss should’ve let me go to Bryce instead.’

Even then, he does not regret paying Glenn a visit. Because of that, Fallon found quite a treasure.

“This will surely come in handy,” he whispered to himself as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and looked at the pictures he took earlier.

The reason why Fallon had to trap him between himself and his locker was so that he could capture a photo of that creepy little secret he’s keeping for who knew how long. Glenn didn’t notice that he’s getting evidence since he’s too busy trying to put up a tough act the whole time.

‘I can only wonder what the other SES members are doing to that girl. Hopefully, they are not as bad as this stalker. But nobody can ever really know.’

It’s not an unproven fact that Glenn is one ambitious flirt who’s openly interested in dating. It’s also not a far-fetched thought that the other male members of the student council are into Sarah.

Now, he wonders, ‘Are these really the characters that Lady supposedly made?’

A year ago, she had told him and Weiss what they were like. For the most part, Lady had been on point. In the present, though, Fallon is not so certain anymore.

‘She has already accepted that she doesn’t know everything about them, so she probably won’t be too surprised if I tell her what I found.’