Jerson groaned. He was Noah’s decoy and from how he discerns the predicament they’re in right now, he doesn’t have another choice but to heed what Noah plotted. Jerson looked at the four men who were sitting on the couch. One was a bald burly man, another was a man who dyed his hair blonde with his gold upper teeth and the other two were average-looking people who you could see at daily life’s routine. Jerson sighed exasperatedly. He promised himself that he’ll beat Noah into pulp if he makes it out alive.
“Isn’t that dangerous?” Tyler asked.Noah laughed again. He sheepishly looked at Tyler with malice and said, “Your guy will make it out alive,” he stated assuringly. “As the saying goes, ‘Bad people don’t go to hell. They’re already there.’ You know Jerson is a walking hell and those old men were bad people.”Tyler didn’t know if Noah was joking or not. He could not guess what the other party was thinking or if he was making any sense. Just by hearingUnbuttoned shirt.Messy hair. Messy table.The reek of alcohol.The lingering smell from the smoke of cigars.Jerson, who was laying on the floor.An old bald bud who was sitting on Jerson’s waist and an average-looking guy who was holding Jerson’s hands. Vishnu hastily entered the room. The view was making him infuriated. He was staring at the men as if he'd slaughtered them. His jaw was clenching and his stares were dark. This time, he will definitely massacre an old bull and its apprentice. “Hands off!” Vishnu demanded, gritting his teeth. Leon flinched when he heard Vishnu say it with his cold raspy voice. It was so dark, so eerie. Vishnu was thrashing his feet in every step nearer to the three making an unusual eerie sound. He then grabbed the burly man’s head with his right hand and strongly shoved him away from Jerson. The burly man’s back crashed
WARNING: r18His world was spinning and he felt nauseous. Jerson plopped his body on the couch and decided to take a nap. He was drunk and a drunk person should sleep. “What the hell is he doing?” Leon asked when he saw Jerson laying on the couch where the alcohol was spilled. Brianna giggled. “I told you he’s drunk,” she answered. Vishnu frowned and his lips turned into a grim line. Earlier, Vishnu thought that Jerson was not okay, given the tired look on Jerson’s face, but, was he scammed? Seeing how Jerson languidly lies down on the wet couch was enough to make Vishnu feel agitated. He was okay until he saw Jerson being pressed down on the floor. Now he couldn’t help being irritated at everything. “Get up. We’re going home,” Vishnu said as he approached Jerson. A man stopped behind Vishnu. “Home? Where?” Tyler asked. Everyone turned their gaze at Tyler who was standing with his hands in his pocket. Tyler was just done deleting the footage ab
“What are you doing?” Noah exclaimed. Out of breath, Vishnu forced Jerson to stop kissing him and moved his head away. He stayed calm but his ears were red. He was blushing. He bit his lower lip before moving to face Vishnu. “This is nothing,” Vishnu said to his brother indifferently. Noah faked a laugh and looked at the two spitefully. “I thought you two were fighting! Jerson even blames you for getting drunk,” Noah declared. He raised his brows and crossed his arms. “But looking at you two earlier, I think that is not the case.”Startled by the confession, Vishnu once again looked at Jerson. What was his reason for dousing himself from alcohol? Is he still mad because of what Vishnu declared? Is that it? Vishnu said that he should stop chasing his parents out of concern. He didn’t know that this would be the impact of what he said. He had no idea. Jerson groaned, licked his lips, and looked at Vishnu’s eyes. Those luscious lips and protruding
“Alec is recuperating fast, but it would be better if you don’t force him to work. Blood poisoning is the worst-case feasible for the subject to undergo. He needs to stay here for further observation.” Valenn looked at Noah and added, “We’ll let you know if Alec recovered completely.” Valenn, the Doctor, crossed his arms and tilted his head while looking at Noah confusedly. No matter how he resonates such reactions to be normal, he could only have the judgment that Noah makes too much of and null. Noah nodded as he leaned against the cold wall of the hospital. He was seriously ill worrying about Alec and was extremely angered at himself by the fact that he just let it happen. Noah blames himself for being too complacent even after knowing the fact that they have more enemies than they thought. “Yeah. Thanks, man,” Noah solemnly said. Valenn nodded and then said, “As the Doctor of this committee, it is my job to take care of those who are injured. There’s no need
[Time: 6:00 AM][Where: At Vishnu’s condo Unit][What: Incident before Vishnu and Valenn’s cognitive dissonance]Vishnu woke up. He smelled like a puke as last night’s event was a hodgepodge. He looked around his room and saw his undergarments were scattered around all over his room. He breathed out as he decided to get up from his bed and leave his room all messed up. It was his everyday routine anyway and a mess like that could not bother him anymore. Vishnu got a bottle of water and gulped it to cure his dried gorge. He was in a daze and was pondering the events that happened. Well, Jerson just kissed him and he kissed him back after denying that he wasn’t into guys. It was so ironic of him. He was bashful towards the fact that he was attracted to Jerson but it only takes one kiss for him to bend without shame. Vishnu sighed before entering his bathroom. He cleaned his body as Jerson drizzled him with his puke last night. It was disgusting but bec
Jerson kept the pile of documents inside the briefcase. He also fixed his tie before looking at the mirror. Jerson’s hair was well-groomed and his suit made him look even better. He looked like a competent professor in the academy who had completed a double degree. Later, his phone rang. He looked at the screen and saw Noah’s number. He wore his eyeglasses before he answered the call.“We’re already here. Where the heck are you?” Noah impolitely asked. Jerson sighed. “I’m on my way there,” he answered. He hastily gets the key to his cruiser.Jerson lazily boarded on his motorcycle, started its engine, and steered it at full speed. The benign ambiance of the street made Jerson’s heart flutter. If only this would be his everyday routine, an ordinary day like every ordinary person enjoys, he would be really pleased. But his life was beyond what is typical ever since his parents fled. He was being hunted like prey for the predator and vice
Upon hearing it, Jerson cringed. He nodded to show some reverence yet Jordan didn’t bother to show him the same amenity. Jordan just sauntered while grabbing Noah’s arm, ignoring his presence as if Jerson is just a dog’s piss. Jerson looked at the two men’s fading figures. “What a twerp,” he whispered. Jerson sighed while entering the classroom. The room could be compared to a studio. The stage for the professors to stand in while lecturing was in front near the door while the seats could be compared to stairs that were getting higher by each column. It was a typical style in Korean classrooms in colleges. It is also common among Americans.However, the classroom wasn’t coordinated. Students were leaning their feet against the desk. The classroom is a mess. Jerson could smell some awful smell and he could only count the students in his fingers. One of the students threw a ballpen to him that smelled like overdue food. It smells sickening. Witho
“That was a big blow, Prof,” Kedric said while chuckling. He was wearing a sweatshirt and tux. His hand was grabbing a thick book. He was also wearing eyeglasses. Kedric’s posture was so noble and proper. “But I don’t think we are the ones who’ll end up ruining our future. It’s theirs whose future is fucked up,” Kedric added confidently. Jerson remained silent. He started tapping again on his keyboard without reacting to his student's unexpected proclamation. It was easy for him to ignore them as he was just an undercover Professor. Sooner or later, this school will be doomed. It will be best not to give a damn about these rogues. But Kedric wasn't pleased with Jerson’s silence. His brows creased. “Why aren’t you saying anything, Professor?” he asked. He was only two meters apart from Jerson. Jerson was sitting on the teacher's desk while Kedric was on the second row in the second column. Jerson flamboyantly turned his gaze. He puts down his eyeglass and