The Brat Tamer

Chapter 2 - What He Wants

Ryle has been thinking about the guy he met the club. He is not exactly sure what's with. He just got that aura. He can't be smitten, he has never felt the same way towards any guy. He only played with girls in the past, and he is not considering the thought of being with a guy.

But after several days fo thinking about Salvatore, he finally gave in. He wanted to see him and annoy him just to get a little of his attention.

He did his quick research, and learned that currently, he is leading all the lined up activities of SC as the current president is having his OJT in France.

One Monday morning, Ryle went to the Student Council Office. He has been in Stallion University since kindergarten and there are only a few times that he goes to office like this. As he mentioned before, this didn't work for him.

He bite his lip when he recognized the secretary. She's friend with one of her ex-girlfriends. He tried to be casual, but she gave her cold treatment.

"Hi, good morning. Would you know if Salvatore happens to drop by here already?" She gave him a head to toe look before shaking her head.

"You can just leave a message for him, I will relay it. He's quite busy these days." She tried very hard not to roll her eyes, but her face and tone were enough to convince Ryle that he's hated.

He took a deep sigh and still showed his sweetest smile. He admits all his wrongdoings and he's willing to take such treatment as consequences.

"Thanks for the info. I'll just wait for him. Where is his desk?" Her brow raised as if she really wanted him to leave.

Ryle, despite being playboy, is one of the prettiest face in Stallion University. He can sway anyone he likes, and he's still loved by many even he can't live a single week without getting a girlfriend.

"He has his own office. The last room in the right." She answered.

"Oh thanks!" Ryle was impressed that they got their own rooms here too. The excitement he felt knowing he's going to see that guy again is making her smile a little wider. He tried to deny, but he's really smitten. Something about that guy captivated him.

As Ryle went in the room, he turned on the aircon, started checking out the papers on the table. overall, the place was clean, everything is arranged.

He can't see a single picture there, but there are several awards displayed in the small cabinet across his desk.

"Overachiever," he whispered looking at those.

The space was limited, but considering this is owned by a student is still luxurious.

He took a seat on the white swivel behind the table. He looks straight at the cabinet where the trophies and certificates are placed. At the top, there is a framed quotation that says "Always go after what you love because time is fleeting."

He wonders what kind of person Salvatore is. Ryle wants to know his soul, his thoughts, his dreams, his fears, all about him.

While waiting, he used his phone. He did check his schedule for the day then took a video of his view and added it to his i********: story. He was thinking of tagging Salvatore, but he wants to surprise him and he's also annoyed that the ma did not follow him back.

He waited for almost 30 minutes before Salvatore arrived. He's wearing a plain long sleeve as if he has an important meeting later. He's holding in hi left hand the coat and tie.

Salvatore's jaw dropped when he saw who is sitting on his chair. All the lights are on and even the aicon is at the lowest temperature possible. HE took a deep sigh and first thing he did is search for the aircon remote and increase the temperature. He gets cold easily. He turned off 2 lights near his table. He does not like wasting electricity.

"Yes? What brought you here so early?" His raspy voice ruled the office as he took the remaining distance between him and Ryle.

Ryle rolled his sleeve as he made himself more comfortable in the chair. He's simply declaring war. He adjusted the swivel so he can put his feet on the table. He crossed his leg then looked straight to Salvatore.

"How are you? It's been days since we last saw each other, and weirdly, I kept thinking about you." alvatore grinned with how he started the conversation.

He hated everything about Ryle. His confidence which makes him speechless. He never had anyone putting his feet on his table like that.

"I am not someone you can play with, Ryle. I heard that you are an attention-seeker, but I am too busy to play with you. Go straight to the point, what do you need?" Ryle was surprised with the term he used.

He had to save his ego before this man took over his system.

"I came here to let you know that I volunteer for the preparation of school fest. I heard you are managing that activity as well, I will join your team." He said keeping the smile in his face.

THIS man should be busy somewhere else, he finds it weird that he wants to waste his time helping on their activities. Salvatore wants to be casual in denying what he wants without making him feel that he's somehow intimidated with his presence.

"We have enough people in the team now. We will call you when we need help." He answered as cold as possibly. He wanted to tell him to get his feet off his table, but he can't find the right words. He just watched him comfortably sitting on his chair.

"Oh, didn't you hear me, Salv?" Ryle's tone is bringing Salv on edge.

"I came here to inform you. You are the vice president of SC, right? I know personally the president, and he let me join the activities I want. He's still heavily involved despite being away for his OJT. He said I can be Red'os replacement. You know he's busy these days, right?" Ryle's eyes are piercing through Salvatore.

They look at each other as if trying to assess how long can they keep that kind of tone.

"Okay. Do what you want, Ryle. For the details, Hans will tell you. You can ask him for the schedule of meetings and other preparations needed. Thanks for your enthusiasm to help." Salvatore placed his coat in the holder behind Ryle. He passed by his side, and he smelled the expensive cologne he's using. To be honest, something about Ryle kept stirring up Salvatore since that night. He cannot explain, but he hates his guts or more than that. The man even followed him on i********:, but he tried to divert his focus away from that. He even likes some of his photos which for him is kind of flirty or attention-seeking.

"You better keep attending the meetings, Salvatore. I'm coming to see hoe great you are managing." He finally stood up from the chair. Now, the distance between them is much less than before. The way Salvatore looks at him almost makes his knees tremble. No man has done that to him before. He took a deep sigh and patted Salv's shoulder.

"I know I am not welcome in your team, but since I am already here, I guess you can't do anything more. Let's just try to get along well. Okay?"

"Why are you doing this?" Salvatore voice cracked as if he was really nervous.

He hates entertaining people in his life unless they don't pay too much attention to him. The attention he's getting from this man is nerve-wracking. He does not want to see the end of it.

Ryle took one step forward which only further intimited Salvatore.

"What-"

"There is really nothing to be scared of, Salvatore. I want to be friends with you. That's all." He does not believe that. From his tone, he could tell that he's being sarcastic.

Ryle walked pass to SALVATORE. He bite his lower lip when he remembered one more thing.

"I know you're active on social media. Would it hurt to follow me back? I' ll wait until this afternoon or else I might join your other activities as well so we can get closer." He winked before bidding his goodbye.

Salvatore just watched his back as he left the room. It's too early for all this. He did not think he would come personally to his office just to tell him those things. What does he want? It bothers Salv all day, but he did not follow him back still on IG. Ryle is on public so he can see the posts without having to follow him. He just doesn't want Ryle to think that he will be following everything he wants.

He finished some works in the SC in the morning then he went to the practice of their band in the afternoon. The next event for them is the school festival.

Salvatore watched his band mates performed. Since eh will no longer join them, all he can do is give them advice and show his full support during practices.

He ordered food for all of them. They spent the afternoon just exchanging thoughts on the things they need to improve. Salvatore is a very warm person when it comes to people close to him. He never let his juniors down. Though he's busy, he always finds tiem to attend the practice. He even spends weekend with them just hanging out in a golf club or just night clubbing. He values his friendship with them so much.

After the practice, he had to stay for the weekly meeting with the admins. This is where he reports the accomplishments last week, the target this week, and the issues for the upcoming activities. It starts at 7 PM.

Around 6:30, he was cleaning up his table already. After the meeting, he wants to go home straight. He still has early appointments tomorrow.

The multiple sound of notifications from his phone caught his attention. He had to check it before he starts overthinking.

"What does he want?" It is dramatic to say, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw the username of Ryle on i********: popped in his notification.

He opened the first notification. It's a message from him.

"Follow me back or I'll keep flooding your posts with comments." THE message says.

He looked at other notifications and he's really causing a scene ONLINE. He keeps commenting "looking good" on his pictures. He had this one picture with an abandoned dog that he met when he joined his family's medical mission. He remembered that day clearly when he first adopted a dog, and now he's still with him.

"Cutie! When can I meet him?" The comment of Ryle.

This man will never leave him alone, and Salv figured that blocking him would cause him more trouble. What is he comes to him personally and stain both their names?

He clicked his profile and followed him finally. He took a deep sigh and put his phone on his pocket. He has no interest in playing his game.

The notifications kept coming which bothered him again. He checked and those are just messages from Ryle.

"See it's not that hard to follow back. See you tomorrow in the meeting." He didn't bother replying to that.