8

Cunning bitch, how did you get me

As one would expect, different gossips crawled around the school, one more entertaining and colorful than the other. I sluggishly trudged along after Aina with a ghostly hope that they had forgotten about me during the day of my absence. However, stories about exploits usually always outstrip the hero of the story, acquiring new incredible details. As a result, by the end of the school day, it turned out that I was cuckolding Zark with his best friend (how banal, no fantasy!) Toby, and therefore they had a fight at night, since Zark caught Toby and I in his room doing indecent activities. And in this regard, everyone was interested in the question, why is Toby still alive?

After the lessons, Viola came up to my desk and quietly muttered:

- And you are not a miss, sh ... ha!

“I think that’s what they call those who hang themselves around the neck of other people’s suitors,” I retorted in the same tone.

- You still get it! Viola switched to a hiss.

- A