Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

THE next few days went surprisingly well for me. I peacefully attended my classes, fulfilled my library duties, and ate in the canteen, likely because Ash was suspended and couldn't disturb me. Oh, well, except for this.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" said a tourism student before pouring her milk tea over my head. She only poured a little, but it was enough to make my entire head sticky. Fuck.

"I didn't mean to do it, but at least you got a taste of milk tea," she said mockingly, pointing to her head, "just not through your mouth."After she said that, her friends, who seemed just as cheap, laughed together before walking away. I wanted to curse them out, but I pulled out a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped my head instead.

This was the only thing I disliked about my current situation. They did it on purpose. Everyone hates me now because of Ash's suspension. At least their actions were mild, but hell, Ash wasn't around because he was suspended, but how could he still ruin my day like this?

Because the stickiness wouldn't go away, I finished eating quickly and headed to the restroom to wash my head.

"Damn annoying," I muttered while drying my hair under the hand dryer.

This is all Ash's fault. I told everyone I didn't even like him, but that just made things worse. They said I had a lot of nerve to claim I didn't like the guy they admired.

But if I told them I liked him, they would say the same thing, right? That I had a lot of nerve to like Ash when our worlds were so far apart. No matter what I do or say, it will always have the same outcome.

They'll hate me. It's because they already hate me and are just looking for reasons to validate their anger.

If I followed Mason's advice to show my true self, I'd probably be expelled by now because I wouldn't stop until I pulled out all their hair. Only rich people can be authentic because even if the world turns its back on them, they can still survive on their own.

They have the money, power, and influence to do that. And... What do I have? Various debts? Problems?

"What are you doing here?" I looked up at the door when someone spoke.

"I am currently drying my hair, Evangeline. Obviously," I answered and shook my head a bit.

"I know, bitch." She rolled her eyes at me, making me laugh a little.

Thankfully, I was bent over with my hair partly covering my face, so she didn't notice.

"What I mean is, why are you drying your hair here?" she asked. The confusion was written all over her face. "I've been looking for you everywhere. Why do you always insist on being in places where you don't belong?"

"I don't belong anywhere," I answered in a cold tone as I stood up straight and wiped it with another handkerchief. My hair wasn't completely dry, but her words annoyed me. "This is just a bathroom, but you still want to take it away from me?"

I laughed bitterly at that. I may try my best to be strong, but I still have emotions, too. Even though I don't show it, their words and actions still hurt me. I am not an unbreakable stone.

"You belong to the accountancy department," Evangeline said with conviction as she pulled something out of her bag.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

It was a white towel. She placed it on my head and started drying my hair. I just stared at her in confusion as she did that, surprised to see a trace of concern in her eyes as she stood in front of me.

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"Sometimes, I just don't understand you," I suddenly spoke, causing her to look at me. "You're bullying me and helping me at the same time. You told me that I'm dirty and you wouldn't like touching me, but now, you're the one wiping my hair."

Her eyebrows rose even higher at my words. She glared at me before removing her hand from my head, so I continued drying my hair myself. Evangeline is really a girl scout for carrying a towel even though we're just at school. Oh, I forgot. She's a volleyball player. Beauty and brains, indeed.

"I am not bullying you; I am provoking you," Evangeline suddenly said as she walked to the sink and washed her hands. "And I still hate being near you, just so you know."

It was my turn to raise a brow. "You're provoking me for what?"

"Stop asking questions." Evangeline rolled her eyes before grabbing my wrist. "Come with me."

She pulled me out of the bathroom, but I stopped walking. She looked back at me because of my sudden halt.

"ed to stop at the library," I said, checking the time on my phone. "I have duty there. I can't waste any more time doing nothing during my free time."

Like what I did when I reported Ash to the guidance office... or more like, he reported himself. Yeah, right.

Before I could walk away, Evangeline held my wrist.

"Do you know that everyone already hates you because of what you did?" Evangeline asked as she checked her wristwatch. I saw panic in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. "You have your credit points, but you've earned the attention of all the students here. You made them hate you, to be exact."

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"That's good bBecause I don't even have a plan to make them like me, Evangeline. My credit points will help my grades, but pretending to be friends with all the students here... that would be a waste of time," I shot back, removing her hand from my wrist. "Now, please excuse me."

I was about to walk out of the bathroom when she spoke again. "You don't check our section's group chat, do you?"

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Didn't you know that our class was moved to one o'clock today? And we even have a long quiz. A surprise long quiz."

My eyes widened, and it was already twelve forty-five. There were only fifteen minutes left before class started, and we were still far from the building!

That's so fucked up. Big time. My brain wasn't even prepared for a pop quiz right now.

"What the fuck," I blurted out, suddenly feeling stressed.

And ver thought that I would run outside the bathroom with Evangeline on my side.

THE quiz and discussion ended after four hours, and I almost felt like my brain was going to explode. I wasn't sure if I still had the energy to go to the library later, but eded to do my library duty afterward.

This is so tiring, but what can I do? This is the only way I can afford the expenses in this university.

I was about to leave the room along with the other students when suddenly, Evangeline spoke. "Don't leave the room yet. I have an announcement to make."

And everyone's jaws fell, including mine, after hearing what she said next.