The Vaewolfves [Hybrid]

CHAPTER 4

SHRANAIA’S POV

I had a good night’s sleep and didn’t even think about what had happened the previous day when I woke up. When we arrived at the school, I looked at the students who had gathered because new teachers had recently moved to our campus. I have no idea who they are, but rumors have it that they are well-known at other colleges as well. I was merely going back when Jenny looked at me and seemed that she want us to go with what they were looking at. I was just surprised when she suddenly pulled me, and I didn’t do anything but go with her.

When we arrived, I noticed a man right away whose face felt familiar to me; I’m not sure if we both looked at each other or if it was just in my imagination. But Jenny’s smile returned when she saw attractive men again. I simply held my breath as the shouts of the women around made me completely deaf.

“They are so handsome, you wouldn’t believe it, could you?” asked the eighth-grader.

“Yes, you are correct. Right then, I want to marry that guy!” She points toward the male I was earlier making eye contact with.

I covered my nose because I smelled something odd. Even though it smells fine, I don’t like how it affects me. You become nauseated when it smells too strongly. After leaving the gathering of girls, I sat to one side and waited for Jenny to emerge. A man sat down next to me as I waited, and I couldn’t help but stare at him.

“Hi,” he greeted me.

I scowled at him and experienced a weird feeling of weight and nervousness. I also said, “Hello,” to him.

“I’m a new student here, I got lost looking for my next lesson,” he said, then scratched his neck.

“Where is your next class?” I asked.

“In the third building on the third level, but I don’t know where the third building is,” I looked at the other building after he stated.

"That’s the third building; just look for the room number,” I informed him. He nodded and smiled at me.

“Thank you!” he smiled broadly before waving off.

I also waved and, of course, smiled at him. It's too bad I didn’t smile at him. Jenny eventually appeared with a big smile on her lips. I just rolled my eyes and invited her to come in because our class was about to begin. We entered just as we were about to catch up with a teacher. I immediately came to a halt, then motioned for him to go first, and he simply nodded and thanked me. His strange smile makes me stir up, and I gasped when Jenny abruptly tapped my shoulder.

“He’s one of the new teachers!” she exclaimed, and she seemed tickling.

I just walked in, she followed, and we sat down. He is said to be the substitute teacher today because our teacher is not present. I noticed his constant glances at me while he was discussing, and the strange smell I smelled earlier was still in the room. I immediately covered my nose because the smell made me feel sick.

“Why are you covering your nose? Do I stink?” Jenny asked abruptly, and I shook my head at her.

It was smelling around, and I knew she didn’t smell the same thing I did. Apart from that, this is something I’ve been wondering about for a long time because I smelled something that others didn’t, and it’s not insignificant that I see more clearly than others. But, even if I sometimes ignore it, that thing doesn’t bother me.

“What did you smell?” she was curious. Her eyes widened, and she pointed to my nose when she looked at me. “Your nose is bleeding!” she said as our teacher was looking at me.

I examined my hand and noticed that it was stained with blood. That’s why I smell a fishy unpleasant smell. I immediately stood up and apologized, but also Jenny followed me and gave me a tissue. When we arrived at the clinic, the nurse handed me a tissue, which I accepted.

“Why did you have a nosebleed?” the nurse inquired.

“I’m not sure either,” I answered.

“Didn’t you say you smelled something earlier? Maybe that’s why?” Jenny inquired.

‘What did you smell that set off your nose?” inquired the nurse.

“Something that smelled musty,” I said, and she nodded.

“The scent of perfume is bad for your nose. When you smell something like that, you should stay away so your nose doesn't trigger it and made you bleed,” she said, and I nodded.

I’m not sure how long Jenny and I stayed at the clinic until that representative teacher’s class ended. When we returned to the room, my classmates asked if I was okay or if I wasn’t feeling well, but I went in anyway. I shook my head at them before turning to face Jenny.

“Don’t use strong perfumes because she can smell them, and it triggers her nose, causing her to bleed,” Jenny advised.

“Woah, you are allergic to perfume?” Sam questioned.

“Yes,” I replied.

“I had no idea you had one?” Joel stated.

“You don’t need to know,” I replied, and he and Jenny exchanged glances before Jenny burst out laughing.

“Whoa!!! Boom!” she said, and I rolled my eyes.

When the next class began, I couldn’t smell the strange perfume anymore, and when the class ended, Jenny inquired about it and what kind of perfume it was. I told her I had earlier smelled the teacher’s perfume. She looked at me, frowned, and realized what perfume I was talking about.

“Does that have a red rose scent?” she wondered.

“Yes, but a brave one,” I replied.

“But I only smelled it up close,” she said, but then I shook my head.

“I don’t care as long as it stinks to me,” I said, and we walked home.

Today is Friday, and we had no intention of picking us up with our drivers. When I arrived home, Mommy and Daddy greeted me, while Jenny said goodbyes to them. I took a deep breath and sat besides Daddy.

“How’s school?” asked Daddy.

“It’s fine. Although our new teacher's perfume had a negative impact on me,” I said, and Mommy frowned.

“Teacher?” she inquires.

“Yes,” I replied.

Their faces were surprised, but I didn’t bother because I was already hungry. Another thing is that I was tired earlier in our tests, and luckily, one of our subjects was absent, so the headache didn’t bother me this day.