Class Villainess

"Do you think you can just stay here for three days, getting your little research for free?" Leah chuckled. "You must do me a little favour."

"And what kind of favour is that?"

Leah grinned and leaned closer, "Tell me more about this club president of yours and introduce me in exchange, and it'd be a deal between us."

I held my breath for a moment, thinking about the risk and return of using my new club president as a sacrificial lamb for this plan of mine. 

I was convinced that Leah would want more than just knowing him more and introducing him. She was definitely aiming for that guy to be one of her 'boys.'

Not that I cared in the first place, but was it worth it to sell him out for this exchange? 

I kept wondering and thinking what kind of benefit I could get for bootlicking that perverted rich brat. 

…

Okay, he might hate me after this, but he never liked me in the first place. So it was fair for him to bully me in the club after this, I guess… 

I nodded in response to Leah's office, "I'll tell you everything I know about him and will introduce you to him. But my club visit will be three days, and I'm allowed to ask anything to your club members."

Leah chuckled, full of confidence and mockery. I had the feeling that it wouldn't be an easy task to gather deeper information other than the stuff on the surface. 

"Fine, it's a deal then," Leah accepted my handshake as the sign of agreement. 

After that, she yawned and checked on her watch, "It's already 5."

Leah got up and clapped her hands to catch the boys attention, "Boys! Come here!" 

All the boxing club members gathered in front of Leah, and she said, "So, this girl here—who is your name? I forgot to ask," Leah asked. 

"Emmelyn," I replied, intentionally leaving the last name just for a bit more safety.

Leah shrugged, "This girl Emmelyn wants to do a club visit and see what we're doing for three days. Just answer all questions she has, okay?"

"A-All?" One boy asked. Leah paused for a moment, and her smile bloomed.

"Yes, all. Just make sure not to tell one of your dirty night activities. She'll feel uncomfortable," Leah said. 

"Y—Yes!"

I was about to leave when Leah told all the boxing club members that the club time was over. But before I could reach the door, Leah grabbed my hand and said, "Why are you in a rush? I haven't told you yet about what I want."

"What do you want?" I asked vigilantly. 

"That president of yours, who is his name?"

…

"Logan, Logan Walker," I replied, finally selling my new club president out. 

"Logan? I've never heard that name before," Leah said. 

Same, I never heard of him for my three years here in the previous life either. 

And I also highly doubted that Logan actually came to the class like normal students since I've never seen him in the corridor every morning. 

Leah's interest faltered a bit, judged by her expression, "Then, how about his height? Weight? Is he handsome enough?"

Yeah, she was definitely trying to make Logan one of her underling, or maybe boyfriend?

Nevertheless, I didn't care much. 

This had turned out like this anyway. It might as well sold that guy out, "He's more than 6 feet tall, has broad shoulder, messy hair, and intimidating eyes."

"Oh wow, that sounds exciting," Leah giggled. "Is he handsome, though? There are a lot of boys here with body, but ugly as hell. I need better variation, hahaha!" Leah laughed freely and got me even more cornered.

I knew that Leah would make Logan her boyfriend, and I doubted that Logan would even take her seriously. At least based on what I saw in him.

Logan looked very repulsive in everything. 

I wanted to lie and say that Logan was uglier than Shrek, but if Leah found out that I was lying, she would be vigilant around me. Because there was no way a sane person would call Logan ugly. 

I needed to gain her trust, just like with Kristen and Cerise.

Because trust was important to ruin someone's life. 

"Yeah, I won't lie that my Club president is actually very handsome. I guess he's even on par with Mason—No, less than Mason, but still very handsome," I said with a bit of correction.

Hey, I had to be honest, okay? Mason's visual was still out of this world for many people and for me. Just because I tried to avoid him didn't mean that my attraction towards him would vanish. 

"Oh? Someone that can match Mason? That's a big claim," Leah said. "Now you got me even more curious, where is your Club president now? Is he inside your club room?"

My body stiffened. 

No, I hadn't said anything to Logan. I'm afraid he might blow up and said something to Leah that'd ruin my whole plan. It was better to tell him first, so no fatal accident would happen. 

"N—No, I don't think so. He said that he has something to do today, so he doesn't come to the club."

"Ah, dang it," Leah rolled her eyes. "Oh well, I will crash his small club room later. I can't imagine someone can be so rich and handsome at the same time."

"…"

"Anyway, I'll have to leave as well, you can come here starting from tomorrow, okay? I'll also want your cooperation to meet that Logan," Leah strutted away from me, taking her bag. 

We left the club room as she locked it.

"Oh, what's your name again?" 

"Emmelyn."

Leah scoffed, "Then let's work well together, Emmelyn."

After Leah walked quite far from me, I turned my back and rushed to my club room as soon as possible. I really need to talk to Logan about this. 

"Goddamn it, I didn't expect that I'll have to involve that jerk in the end."