Chapter 32
The heck
There was no way I was going to meet the Vice Chancellor, the devil of all devils—Kurosawa.
What the hell was even happening?
Yuki didn't think twice as he threw off his ID card hung on the nail next to his bed. Silence deadened in the room, the woman standing next to the door had one feet in and the other out. "There is nobody here called Yuki Mori?"
That was a direct question and none refused to turn heads to Yuki. Jun plugged in his earpiece with a wicked grin, and unplugged it again when the woman's voice went overboard.
Ten minutes counting and still no one owned up to be Yuki Mori. Five minutes gone, Yuki looked up to the woman definitely not backing out either. He rose from his bed, entirely defeated.
"I am Yuki. Any problem ma'am?"
"Follow me then." She didn't look too angered that she had been shouting for Yuki while he stayed there irresponsive of his name. The walk down the dormitory hall was one that was deafening. Imagine being sentenced to life imprisonment and they let you walk you last walk with freedom before slammed against the bar, this was exactly how it was.
Office VC Kurosawa...
The placard hung midway on the black door held so much rumors. Kurosawa was feared, no one dared trespass her office. The 3 years he spent in this school, Kurosawa wasn't a name to be mentioned anyhow. He gulped in when he heard her voice from inside, and another familiar one:
Aiko Tanaka...