"Yes, I'm married, Larisa," Professor Charles responded, raising his hand to display his ring.
"Oops…"
"That's bad… and here I am crushing already," Larisa sighed dramatically.
The whole class burst into laughter.
"Alright, class, let's get to business."
He turned to the board and boldly wrote: LITERATURE.
"Larisa," he called.
"Yes, sir." She bit her lip.
"What do you understand about the word literature?"
Larisa rolled her eyes and looked away.
"I don't know, sir. Luna will help me out."
"Oops…"
"Bitch…" Luna muttered under her breath.
"Luna," the professor called.
"Yes, sir."
"Seems you're a bookworm?"
Luna shrugged. "Yes… but my head is messed up. The worms in it are all sick and dead."
The class erupted in laughter…including the professor. Even Cassius couldn't help but smile.
"But sir," Luna added smoothly, "my knight in shining armor can help me out."
Now the class grew curious,who the knight might be.
"And who might that be?" the professor asked.
"Cassius Isaac."
All eyes turned to him.
"She's really out to taunt you, Cassius. I like that," Logan grinned.
Cassius shot him a glare.
"Cassius Isaac," the professor called.
"Yes, professor." Cassius stood up.
"What do you understand about the word literature? I believe you can help our 'princess in distress.'"
Laughter echoed across the room.
Cassius spoke calmly, confidently."Literature is a term that does not have a universally accepted definition, but it generally includes all written works."
"Perfect. Can you give me the types of literature?"
"Poetry, prose, drama, media, fiction, and non-fiction."
"Excellent! What is prose?"
"Prose is a form of language that uses ordinary grammatical structure and the natural flow of speech rather than rhythmic patterns."
"Wonderful! Now explain the two types of prose."
"Fiction deals with imaginary events or information, either in part or whole, while non-fiction deals with real facts and true events."
"Excellent! Marvelous! Wonderful! You're a genius, Cassius!"
The professor clapped. "A round of applause!"
The class applauded loudly.
"You're awesome, Cassius."
"Thank you, sir." He sat down.
"Wooah!!" Logan suddenly jumped up, clapping loudly."That's my guy! My best friend!"
The class laughed again.
"What's your name, young man?" the professor asked.
"I'm Cassius Isaac's best friend."
The laughter doubled.
Dacio facepalmed and Cassius sighed.
"I mean your name," the professor repeated.
"Oh… I'm Logan."
Some girls winked at him and he winked back…Logan for the girls, he thought smugly.
"Alright, Logan. Since you're Cassius's best friend…"
"Exactly, sir," he cut in proudly.
"I assume you're also a bookworm like him?"
"Of course, prof! What—what did you say?" Logan blinked.
"We love you, Logan!"
"LOL!"
"Love you too," he grinned, blowing kisses.
"Okay, Logan. Simply explain the meaning of comedy and tragedy."
All eyes turned to him…Curious…
"Sir… are you referring to me?" Logan asked nervously.
Dacio and Cassius lowered their heads, trying hard not to laugh.
"Yes, Logan."
"That's a piece of cake, sir. Very simple question," Logan nodded confidently.
"Wow…"
"Go on," the professor urged.
"Comedy is… is defined as… as the—"
He suddenly clutched his stomach. "My stomach… my stomach!"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm having a stomach upset, sir! I ate very spicy noodles and chicken this afternoon…I'm off—off!"And with that, he bolted out of the class.
The entire room exploded into laughter.
The professor shook his head
Cassius chuckled softly and that caught Luna's attention.For a moment… she found herself admiring him again.After three whole years.
She quickly shook her head and looked away…No!She couldn't allow herself to be distracted, not by his intelligence…not by that beautiful smile…
A smile that hides a dark, cruel heart.She clenched her fists slightly.
She wasn't here for memories…she was here for revenge.To take her pound of flesh.
And tonight,it all begins.