William Johnson
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"It's because of Max, Papa. Maxen… is a son of a member of that organization. Maxen's father's surname is a Devilsin." Conrad's mind went blank, looking back at Cosette blankly. His grip on the armrest tightened, trying to make sense of what just his daughter said. "Maxen… is a son of a notorious felon?" he breathed out while Cosette pressed her lips into a thin line. "That international organization Devilsin?" Cosette nodded while biting her inner lower lip. She wasn't surprised her father knew…-
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Conrad raised his eyes when he heard three consecutive knocks on the door. He tilted his head after hearing his daughter's voice from the other side of the door. "Come in," he said calmly, putting down the pen as the door opened from the outside. Conrad pushed himself up and walked towards the set of couches while Cosette followed. Resting his leg over the other, he propped his jaw against his knuckles, eyes on the couch where Cosette sat down. "Is there anything that you need?" he asked, observing her…
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Maxen grunted after getting kicked in the gut, hunching in on the ground with his arms on it. Right now, Remo and his gang dragged him into a fight against another gang from another district. He didn't have a choice but to fight back since he came with Remo, even if it was against his will. The enemy would attack him. Maxen had already inflicted punches and kicks, and he had also thrown his fist randomly. It was just… chaos. But the kick he received now took his breath away. As he gasped for air and…
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"I… killed someone." Time seemed to stop for Maxen as his heart stopped beating when those words escaped his lips. His slow and loud heartbeats rang in his ear, watching her eyes slowly go wide. For obvious reasons, Maxen broke out in sweats as his grip on her shoulder tightened. But he had already said it. Hence, he forced himself to confess quietly. "Just a year ago, there was a gang fight, Cozie. Remo and his gang… I, included, were there and —" His eyes widened as Cosette suddenly covered his…
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Maxen and Cosette walked slowly down the street, going to the bus stop. The two of them had been silent since leaving Luke's apartment. Both their eyes were on the ground, treading carefully, allowing their minds to drift regarding the same thing. Luke. "About Luke —" They halted in their steps as they spoke at the same time. Cosette chuckled as she faced him squarely. "What about him?" she asked, intrigued at what he wanted to say regarding Luke. "It's not important. What about you? What about…
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Meanwhile… Maxen stood in front of the apartment building, holding a plastic bag after going to the nearest convenience store. His eyes were on the floor and the unit where Luke would stay. The longer he stared at the rundown building, the more he couldn't help but compare the grandeur of the places Luke had. Luke was a show-off, so even if Maxen was not interested in Luke's life, he was forced to know. "I shouldn't help him," he muttered, dragging his feet to the stairs. "But he should've just stayed…
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"Good thing I trained my taste buds and stomach before running away," Luke muttered while chewing, warranting a glare from Cosette. "Don't eat if you don't want it," she spat and clicked her tongue. "Also, don't talk while chewing. Since when did you start talking when your mouth is full?" "I'm manifesting poverty, alright?" "Who manifests poverty?" Cosette scrunched her nose up, looking at Luke with utter dismay. "Goodness. I'm so hungry I can't even get angry at him." As the two continued gobbling up…
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Meanwhile… Asher was standing in front of the floor-to-length window inside the student council office. He held his hand behind him, staring at the students in the garden. Since he was the president of the student body, being here even when classes were about to resume wasn't new. After all, Asher doesn't only focus on his own classes and tops them. He also had to manage his time and do some paperwork for the company, and then fulfill his duties as the president of the student council. He doesn't need…
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"Keep your hands off of my friends. This is my last warning." Luke looked at Asher coldly as he warned him about meddling in his life. However, Asher simply snorted and shrugged. "You always make me sound like the villain," said Asher, waving as he resumed his steps. "I wonder why I even come looking for you to console you, knowing you'll simply push all the blame on me." Asher stopped by the door and looked back. "Right… because you're my little brother. Therefore, I need to care. Don't worry. I…
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Instead of judging and giving uncalled advice to Luke, Cosette chose to stay in his good graces. At a time like this, Luke needed a friend and not someone who would lecture him. Hence, with her proposal, the three of them went to the apartment building where Luke moved. The place Luke moved in was close to Winter High. The area wasn't good. Matter of fact, it was mostly old buildings since it's not a very developed area. Hence, Cosette didn't have high expectations for Luke's apartment. She actually…
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