"Hello everyone."

Catching a signal from Mrs. Laurent, who had just walked in, the English teacher stopped the lesson.

"Follow me."

Muttering to the girl beside her, Mrs. Laurent stepped forward to face the class. But before that, her eyes secretly shifted to search for a figure at the right edge of the front row.

’He isn’t in school today.’

She thought, feeling relieved, and smiled at the curious eyes of the students.

Beside her, Jazmín didn’t shy away from the curious eyes of those who were interested in her, but proactively observed them too, alternating her attention between the beauties and handsome guys she would befriend later.

"Please, let’s welcome a new transfer student to our class," Mrs. Laurent announced with a gentle smile. "I’ll leave her name to her introduction, but I hope everyone makes her feel comfortable here as one of us."

Stepping to the side, Mrs. Laurent passed the attention to Jazmín.

"You can introduce yourself."

"Thank you."

"Hello guys. My name is Jazmín Roselle. And yes, I get this a lot, I use my mother’s first name as my last. I’m 17, I know I’m pretty, and I hope we all get along. Nice to meet y’all."

Speaking with a vibrant, confident vibe throughout, Jazmín carried herself like a diva, instantly extinguishing the thoughts of those jealous girls who were about to mark her as prey for verbal bullying.

Like they say, first impressions matter. Jazmín noted the unfriendly gazes and tucked her luscious black hair behind her ear.

"Alright."

Mrs. Laurent nodded and stepped in.

"Do we have unoccupied seats here?" she asked, scanning the classroom and ignoring Miles’s seat.

’Huh?’

"Look, there is one there."

Jazmín promptly pointed at the front seat at the right edge, and the class fell strangely quiet. Even Mrs. Laurent was stunned and didn’t know how to respond.

"Good morning."

Just then, a calm voice intruded upon the silence, and Miles’s figure drew the attention of the class.

To the side, Mrs. Laurent’s heart skipped a beat and began to thump quickly.

Beside her, Jazmín was starstruck at the sight before her and became dazed.

’It’s him. What’s he doing here?’ 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

She thought, recalling the neighbor she had spotted last night.

’What’s he doing here? He’s...’

Feeling stupid, she realized he was wearing Dominion High’s uniform.

’He’s a student here. He looks even more handsome than last night.’

’Huh? A new transfer student? She looks pretty.’

Unable to gauge her assets before so many eyes, he briefly complimented her and met Mrs. Laurent’s gaze.

’This woman. Her Infatuation Gauge has reached 100%, but I still don’t know the reason. But whatever, since she’s offered herself, there’s no way I’ll let this moment pass.’

Piqued by the experience of fucking a willing married woman—not because of an aphrodisiac or a lack of attention, but a cheat who wanted to be fucked while enduring the guilt of betraying her husband and kids—he smirked inwardly.

’Fuck. I’d rather be dead than have a hard-on before the class because of this.’

The sly glint flashing in his eyes instantly shook Mrs. Laurent out of her daze.

’Does he know?’

She quivered.

But whatever she thought, Miles maintained the same neutral expression on his face as he walked to face the English teacher.

"I’m sorry. Got held up by some emergencies," he lied without batting an eye.

However, the teacher didn’t mind since he was an excellent student and had no record of making trouble. With a single nod, he dismissed Miles to his seat.

Behind him, Jazmín suddenly had a look of realization.

’No wonder they kept silent when I chose that seat. He’s definitely a big shot, worthy of me going head over heels. Considering we happened to be in the same class, then perhaps I’ll eventually have him to myself—even if he has a girlfriend, she won’t stand a chance.’

Her eyes shone at the thought.

But just then, from the back right edge seat, Alice smiled, feeling like she would get along with this girl.

"Mrs. Laurent. There’s an unoccupied seat next to me."

Hearing this, Mrs. Laurent forced a smile and tried to recover from Miles’s presence.

"Great. Jazmín, you can sit over there."

"Okay." Jazmín nodded, having no qualms other than dissatisfaction that there was no empty seat close to her crush.

With that done, Mrs. Laurent quickly hurried out, leaving some of the boys to marvel at her ass. She was chubby and exceedingly appealing to the eyes, not disfigured. Following that, the class continued and soon came to an end.

Before the next lesson could begin, Miles noticed that the new girl was exceptionally friendly and personally introduced herself.

Beside him, there was Britney, trying to keep face like nothing had happened yesterday. Though he liked it that way, he had to check the infatuation gauge and saw she was at 85%, meaning she was still his bitch.

’Fuck. Mom is at 100%? What a freak.’

Upon seeing Hannah’s percentage on his system menu, he marveled, thinking of what would happen tonight.

The second lesson started and then ended, signaling it was break time.

As usual, he waited until most of his classmates had left before grouping up with Theo.

At the back, Jazmín, who had gotten along with Alice, quickly nudged the girl’s shoulder upon spotting Miles about to leave.

"Quick, tell me, who is he?" she whispered to Alice, not knowing Miles had caught that part before stepping outside the classroom.

Beside her, Alice just happened to catch Miles’s departing figure and was a bit dazed.

"Who is he?" Jazmín nudged her again.

’Who is he?’

Alice echoed the words in her mind and blushed slightly upon recalling something.

Of course, this change didn’t go unnoticed by Jazmín, but she waited patiently for Alice’s response.

"Him? He’s Miles Sinclair, and it’s better if you don’t have any thoughts about him."

To her side, Jazmín couldn’t help but roll her eyes before rebutting.

"But he’s so handsome. I noticed you also blushed when I mentioned him. Are you his girlfriend? Does he have a girlfriend—"

"No, I don’t like him. How can I like such a pervy bastard?" Before Jazmín could go on, Alice quickly rebutted her.