Class Villainess

I stood in front of the Boxing club in a daze. 

Today was Friday, my mind was occupied with two things. 

1. Day One visit to the Boxing club as an 'observer' to see their daily activity in the club. While in fact, I just wanted to find one gossip or two about Leah.

2. Date with Mason on Saturday morning. 

Honestly, my mind was more distracted on my date with Mason. Because it would be the first date I had in this new life, and I didn't know if it'd be good. 

I had a date with Kyle in the previous life… once.

And it was in the park, two meters apart from each other, because he said he was embarrassed. While I knew he just didn't want people to see that he had a date with Miss Piggy. 

I knew Mason, and I wouldn't hold hands, let alone kiss.

But at least we would be sitting at the same table, right?

…

"You—Hey, you!" 

I snapped out of my daze when I felt a big hand grabbed and shook my shoulder. I turned my head to the left and saw one of the boxing club boys. 

"Y—Yes?"

"Miss Leah said that she wouldn't be coming today because she's going somewhere. You can just come in for the club visit," he informed. 

I nodded and followed him from behind. 

Everyone in the boxing club was either busy sparring in the boxing ring, punching a sandbag, or just doing regular exercise to maintain their shape. 

The boy who escorted me said, "You can just look around or ask one of us about anything."

I stared at him and nodded. I felt this would lead to nothing if I just asked them without any lead. So I observed them first.

…

After observing for almost thirty minutes, I got frustrated as I found nothing wrong here. 

But at the same time, my gut feeling told me that something was amiss about Leah and her group. 

My first question was… how in hell could Leah take control over everyone and make them obey her. 

Most of them were a bunch of rowdy boys that was mostly uncontrollable even by the strictest teacher. 

How could Leah do it? Was it with money? 

Thus I walked towards the boy who escorted me before. He was practising with a sandbag. I stood at the side and asked, "Excuse me, but may I know how Miss Leah could become the new manager? She's the first female manager in this club, right?"

The boy continued practising while answering my question, "Miss Leah, she helps us to destress. She also helps us to get stronger during a match. She's been a great help."

"Destress?" I asked curiously. What kind of destress we were talking about here? Was it sex stuff?

Wait, did Leah offer her body to the whole club?!

Assumptions ran wild in my head as I wanted to know more. 

The boy stopped punching the sandbag. He glanced at me suspiciously, but he still zipped his mouth. So I acted like a clueless girl and continued to question, "What kind of destress you guys are doing here?"

"It's a club secret. We don't share it with an outsider," He replied.

"But this is quite important for my observation. You can just tell me what kind of activity you guys did to destress."

"… we went to a restaurant, and Miss Leah treat us with food. She told us to eat as much as we wanted, as long as it made us happy. It's our way to destress," he explained. 

Yeah, that was complete bullcrap. 

There was no way they could be her underlings by just treating them with food. 

In my previous life, I remembered that the boxing club members beat me up to pulp without mercy after one command from Leah. 

As much as I knew how ugly I was, I doubted they'd beat a girl mercilessly just because they would get treated with food. 

There must be an extreme thing that pushed the whole club to be her absolute servant, doing all her dirty biddings. 

Something that they couldn't deny.

But I knew that I couldn't press this guy further. He was already defensive enough, so I thanked him and left. 

I walked around observing the boys in close range. There, I could find something was amiss. 

It might be my overthinking, but I saw few of them were thinner than what a boy who joined a Boxing club should look.

And I wasn't talking about just slightly thin, but they were thin and looked a bit sickly.

They were in a daze too, either staring at the sandbox or just sitting at the edge of the room, staring at their friends who were sparring in the boxing ring. 

It was such a weird view from me because I had noticed them just now. As if they just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. 

I walked towards one who was sitting at the corner of the room. He was dazed, but once I stood in front of him, he looked up.

"Excuse me," I said politely. I crouched so our eyes could be on the same level. "May I ask about few things?"

"Oh.. ah…" the man nodded, but he didn't seem to be thinking straight. 

"Okay, first, may I know what makes you feel that Miss Leah is a great manager?" I asked professionally. 

The guy's eyes widened so suddenly, and he shook his head, "Miss… Miss Leah, where is she?"

"Huh?"

"Where is she?! I need her!" he yelled and grabbed my arm. He clenched my arms tightly and continued yelling, "I really need her!" 

"I—I don't know—" I was too shocked to react as he kept yelling, searching for Miss Leah. 

It became the source of attention in the club as everyone started staring at me with their cold eyes. 

The boy who escorted me before finally walked towards me and forcefully separated me from that crazed guy. 

He glared at that guy and ordered with a loud voice, "OUT!"

The guy was stunned. He stared at us for a moment and then got up. He limped as he left through the main door. 

The boy propped me up and checked my condition, "Are you okay?"

"I am, but…." I swallowed my saliva, hardly. "What.... what happened with him?"