Class Villainess

"He's a weird guy, don't get too close to him, okay?"

"But he's my club president…."

"Logan, his name is Logan Walker, right?"

I felt my blood drain out of my body when he precisely guessed the name of the pottery club president. I tried hard to hide Logan's identity because I felt like he didn't want to get noticed by anyone in school except the school board, at least not his real name. Because he never even came to class. 

"H—How did you know?" I asked, full of alertness and suspicion. I was afraid that Mason Hall might be inquiring about my life, including my club life in the pottery club with Logan Hall.

He might already know about what I did to Kristen and Cerise and the current mission to take down Leah Carpenter. 

Mason's grin didn't falter at all. In fact, it became even wider than before, "Guess."

"D—Did you stalk me and my activities?" 

Of course, I knew that was logically impossible, but my gut feeling told me so. 

"Pu—Puahahaha!" Mason laughed freely as if it wasn't something bad. "Of course not, Em. I'm not that crazy. I just want to give you a little scare."

"You see, I'm the next quarterback, and by default, I'll also be the captain of American Football Club next year. So the current captain gave me the list of a new president/captain/manager or whatever you want to call them of all clubs. I saw the Pottery club and saw the name of your president, including the member. Turns out, it really is a two-member club. I heard he bought the club room only for himself, right?"

Goddamn, Mason literally knew almost everything that I knew about Logan. I think he knew more. He just didn't want to show it, make it less obvious.

"You see, Em. I don't want you to get close to someone that might hurt you, so I asked around about his identity. Turns out nobody knows about him. At least no students seem to know his real identity. I don't want you to get hurt…."

I swallowed my saliva. Although I knew that Mason didn't mean to scare me, I was actually scared by his skill. It seemed that I had underestimated his networking skill. Maybe he was a lot smarter than I thought. 

"I—I will try to protect myself, don't worry," I said. 

"Good, don't forget if you need anything, or you need help…" Mason reminded me the same thing again. 

"A—Anyway, I'm going to be late. See you later, Mason."

I turned to the left and walked away from him immediately. I could sense his eyes piercing my back with his deadly stare. But he said nothing even until he was out of my sight. 

I knew that he didn't mean bad. I could sense that Mason had no ill intention. But for some reason, he started to scare the hell out of me. 

Really, we shouldn't even talk in the first place because the more you have a conversation with someone, the more your expectation about him change. 

After I calmed myself down, I got a text from Logan. This time, he urged me to arrive faster.

—

Logan: Seriously, where are you?

Logan: Come here quickly, or I might accidentally slap the hell out of this brazen bitch.

—

Oh no, it seemed that Leah became even more brazen than before. I started to wonder what kind of thing she did with Logan right now, definitely not reciting holy books or studying math. 

I rushed to my club room, and when I arrived there, I saw a scene I regretted seeing. 

I should have bleached my eyes after I saw Leah leaning on Logan, who was standing at the edge of the room, trying to force a smile while clenching his phone. 

While Leah was hugging him, wearing a thin shirt. It was too thin that I could even see her pink bra.

"Logan, come on, we're alone now. You can touch me freely if you want. I wouldn't mind at all," Leah said. 

Logan said nothing but still forced a smile, he was definitely suffering right now, and I somehow liked that suffering face he had.

It was like a man who was on the verge of slapping the shit out of the bitch, but still tried to control himself.

Thus, I walked in and cleared my throat to get their attention, especially Leah's attention, "Excuse me, I'm here to clean up the club room," I said. 

Leah and Logan darted their eyes at me, and Logan immediately pushed Leah away from him. 

"Ah!" Leah fell to the floor and winced in pain. She glared at me, who had interrupted her sexy times with Mr. Club president.

"You're such a pest!" Leah yelled. But she looked at Logan again and smiled sweetly, "You should've kicked this girl away. She just interrupted our time together, Babe~."

"She is important for… the club, yeah, for the club. She is the only member, and she takes care of the club when I'm out," Logan denied Leah's request without hesitation. 

"Tch."

Leah got up from the floor and grabbed her jacket to cover her see-through shirt. It seemed that she was well prepared to seduce Logan just now. Too bad I was there to stop her. 

"Well, I'll wait for you tonight, babe~" Leah turned around, intentionally ignoring me. She walked past me and left the club room. 

After she was far away, Logan closed the club door and locked it. He rushed towards me with his tall and big body, as if he was about to eat me. His face was grim, and he yelled, "What took you so fucking long?! Did you know how much that woman do to me?"

Somehow, since I had seen Mason's scary gaze before, I actually felt that Logan's supposedly angry expression was much tamer than Mason.

Mason's expression was scary. He was still breathtakingly handsome, but it made it even more terrifying that he could make such an expression.

Well, of course, I wouldn't say that Mason Hall stopped me on my way and then pushed me to the wall, preventing me from escaping before I answered his questions. 

So I just replied with, 

"Stuff happens on my way."

"Ugh, fucking gross, seriously," Logan complained. But he recovered fast when he saw me carrying my backpack, "Wait, inside that backpack, is it…."

"Yes, it's… that thing."