The Identity Of The Sinful Miracle

~ E I G H T ~

∽ m i r a c l e ∽

I had arrived home safely.

This time, I tried to go home by myself. I also informed Kuya Mike about this and he was glad that I reached home without any casualties.

I went to my walk-in closet and changed my school uniform into a plain white shirt and denim shorts. After I changed my clothes, I settled my seat on the couch near the window. We had our homework for this day. I only attended class during the morning, I had no idea if the teachers gave assignments during the afternoon lessons.

Anyway, before that, I wanted to eat first. I stood up and walked to the kitchen, straight to the fridge. Leggo look for food. Well, what did I have here? There was ice cream and I liked ice cream.

Later that, I headed to the balcony with my snacks and a book entitled The Little Women by Louisa May Alcott. I loved classic books from the classic novelists. And I was lazy to do my assignments. The word procrastination was always in my vocabulary words.

I started reading as I ate.

While reading the boring part, sleepiness attacked me. I had no food left, so I thought of making coffee. I stood up and went directly to the kitchen.

I opened all the cupboards, but I found nothing. I made my way to the pantry, and then again, there was no coffee. Yes, I was a kid from a wealthy clan and instant coffee didn't suit me. But meh, I was too lazy to grind coffee beans, especially I was just living alone. I rummaged the whole pantry, and hopelessly, I did not find even a single pack.

"Do I need to out to buy coffee?" I muttered to myself. Uh, fine.

I grabbed my jacket and swiftly wore it. I exited the penthouse and used the elevator to reach the ground floor. When the elevator tinged, I immediately went out of the place.

As far as I knew, there was a coffee shop located on the ground floor of this condominium building. As I entered the shop, I already smelled the aroma of the coffee. I went to the cashier table and ordered a cup of espresso and some pastries. I sat on a vacant chair and waited for my order to come. It took me a little while before receiving it.

I left the place and currently walking towards the private elevator when I saw a person taking the same path as I was. The person looked so creepy. I couldn't tell whether if it was he or she, because of its black shades, black hat, and large coat with a high collar that could cover its nose.

I raised an eyebrow. A vampire?

I didn't want to give way. I had bitchy blood in my veins and giving a path wasn’t my style. But to my surprise, the person intentionally bumped into me. The black envelope on its hands fell on the floor.

I sighed in irritation. Despite my bitchiness, I still had respect for normal people. I picked the creepy looking paper.

"Here—" I was cut off when it started walking away with a high pace! "H-Hey! You forgot this!" I called out, raising the envelope in mid-air.

It seemed like that person didn't care and continued walking. I never wanted to chase that person. Who could care, by the way? Not my loss.

I looked at the envelope and realization hit me. This envelope was for me! Really? There were other ways to deliver this message to me.

Removing that thought from my mind, I headed back to my unit. I sat on the couch and criticized the envelope. If it was for me, what did they want? And did they know me? I opened the envelope and fished the letter inside.

I wondered, what was this letter all about? A death threat? A prank? Or whatever? I read the letter while sipping my coffee, and it said:

To the Queen,

You are qualified to participate in my racing event this Sunday night, located in Luna Street at exactly midnight.

We are expecting to see you and make us believe that you are the only Prima Razza.

Were they challenging me? Why? Did they already find someone a stronger opponent? But how did they know that I was living here? Did they know about my real identity already? As far as I could tell, I did wear different kinds of contact lenses and mask whenever I competed. It confused me. Who was that unknown messenger?

Should I join the contest? What if, this was a trap?

And yes, I was a drag racer. My family knew about this. And they knew me as the Prima Razza because never been in my entire life that I lost in every race I'd competed, and I never would.

I looked at the clock, it's 19:15. I had to cook for my dinner and do all my homework. I fridged the pastries I bought and placed the coffee on the side table, I would drink it while cooking.

After eating, I did all my homework. I wasted a few more hours until I decided to go to bed.

~ ♕ ~

Thursday morning.

I came to this school in my usual arrival time. I was just walking on the school grounds, making passed to the oasis. While having my idles, I sensed a warm hand encircled around my neck.

"Good morning."

I gazed at this man. It was Sean with a wide grin on his face. He even pulled me closer.

"You have three seconds to let go of me," I said with a deadpan voice.

His grin grew wider. "Hey, we’re friends, right?"

"One."

"P-Please . . ?" he asked for it.

"Three." 

"Hey! You haven't said 'two'!"

"I don't care," I said in a gruff voice and abruptly got his arm off around me.

Sean just left with a puppy look on his face. I hadn't done a thing.

I could see many girls shooting dagger looks on me. Why? Because I wasn’t in the mood today, I returned the dagger gazes and gave them a "Want-me-to-gauge-your-ugly-eyes-out?" look.

Nobody could defeat me, only if it was just a competition of giving deadly glares.

"Natsumi!"

I halted on walking when someone yelled my name. I turned my head behind. It was Ellianna's and Ashley's voices. And Chance was there as well. He was walking beside the three of his friends, all of them were wearing a wolfish grin, except for him, whose face was blank. His cold gray eyes were looking at me like usual.

"Natsumi!"

I moved my gaze to the two girls. They were just feet away from the men. He just walked by and that was all.

“You little witch!" Ellianna called with a nasty name soon as they reached me. "How dare you to fool us! Where were you yesterday? You said that you’d return that instant!"

I smirked to myself.

"I asked you! Don’t give me that smug!" she crankily said, putting her balled fists on her hips.

"Huh?" I declared innocently, "Uh, uhm . . . I went to the library and slept there . . . like, uh, yeah," and reasoned out. Was that even a good reason? "AWW!!" Then I cried out loud. I had just received a hard smack to my head!

"You cut class because of that lame reason?!" she exclaimed full of rage as if a vein would pop out of her head.

"Oh, please." Now I was pissed. "It's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal?" she retorted. "Don't you care about your studies?"

"Tch. Tell your nonsense talk to someone who cares." I hissed, crossing my arms in arrogance.

Ash chuckled and went between us. "Enough, both of you, girls. Classes will start in a few minutes."

"Ah, really! What an annoying nerd!" Ellianna said with disbelief and left us be.

What? She calls me a nerd? Do I look like a nerd?

"Okay. What was that all about?" I asked perplexedly.

"Haha, don't mind her. Jealousy speaks."

I frowned at Ash. "Eh, what? With me?"

"Yup."

"Err, why?"

"It's because of Sean."

" Do you mean, the thing a while ago?"

Ash nodded. “Even if Elli won't say, it is obvious that she likes Sean. And Sean is actually Elli's hero in her childhood."

"Oh."

"Don't overthink much. Elli will probably cool down in just a moment."

"Okay," I answered. Such an immature reason.

Then we both entered the classroom. There was Ellianna with a grumpy aura lingering her surroundings. While walking to my proper seat, my eyes landed on Chance. Our seats were both near, so it was involuntary to gaze at him.

Chance was just looking outside. His cold gray orbs had these familiar expressions. I simply avoided him and sat on my chair.

I said familiar because his eyes were dead. He was looking blankly, even if the morning weather was a bright one. It was as though, he was struggling to win over the darkness he owned.

What a pity. Why even him? Why did he also have those kinds of eyes?

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