My System Harem

Chapter 17: Unexpected Call

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I lowered my bag. I thought it was a burglar, but it was just her? But what is she doing here?

"I was just searching for my thing. I couldn't find it anywhere." She responded so calmly—contradicting her predicament.

"I don't know what you are looking for, but it's not here." I laid my bag on the table and added. "You can lea—"

I paused when I caught sight of the thing she was holding in her hands.

What is that?

For a moment, I remembered all the things I lost in this house. I couldn't count how many times I tried to hide my stuff just so it won't disappear, but no matter where I hid it, my things continued to disappear. And now, in Lyra's hand is a pair of gold earings that my mom gifted me on my 16th birthday.

"Why are you holding my earing?" I asked, but it wasn't a question, because I know exactly what she's doing right now.

However, all I got in response was a denial.

"What do you mean? This was the thing I was searching for."

"Stop playing dumb, Lyra. That's mine!" I insisted as I extended my right hand to grab hold of the earing. I won't let her take away any of my stuff anymore.

"Stop it! This is mine!" She continued to deny as she widened the gap between us and hid the earing.

How dare she?

Frustrated by her constant denial, I used all my strength to push her out of the room and took back the earing she took.

"Ouch!" She winced as she slumped on her feet. But I couldn't care less. Act as frail as you want, I won't let you take what's mine anymore.

"Oh gosh, dear! What happened to you?" Her mother, Loraine Moon, immediately supported her to stand on her feet as she glared at me like I was in the wrong.

"Have you gone crazy? Why would you do that to your sister??" My father, Richard Moon—the very same man who slapped me in my past life, once again took Lyra's side.

Who is he calling my sister? She came into my life without my approval. She came and ruined the only happiness I had with mom. And yet he calls her my sister? Then why on earth won't he ask what happened and just jump into conclusions that I bullied her??

"She stole my earing! My stuff keep disappearing and it's all because of her!"

*SLAP

A sound echoed in the room, replacing the silence that dawned the place. I touched my stinging cheek and felt something liquid on my hands. It was blood coming from the corner of my mouth.

I looked at the father who used to take care of me when I was young. The father who showered me with love without asking for anything in return. That same father was the one who raised his hands on me.

I couldn't believe he would do this even now. I tried to open my mouth, but I couldn't utter a word. No sound were heard in the room, just pure silence.

I lowered my head and tried to hold back these surging emotions that might slip out if I say even a word. My palms, engraved with the shape of the earing that I gripped so hard, loosened.

Staring at Lyra, who continued to give me a mocking smile, made my desire for revenge grow. Yes. This is nothing. Let them do whatever they want, because their lives are counted. And I'll make sure of that.

I threw the earing in front of Lyra. With a smile, I shut the door closed and stood there for a minute.

I will make sure their lives becomes a living hell. I will make sure they will regret every single thing they did to me. But to do that, I need to finish the mission first. I need to talk to the system. But how?

I pondered for a moment before going to bed. I had no idea how to summon the system. I also don't know how it even appeared. No, will I even be able to summon it?

No. Let's plan my next course of action first. So the three heartthrobs were Luke Hudson, Cole Grant, and Draven Von Noir.

I have never met Luke before. Although we shared the same class, I don't remember meeting him. I know I didn't really care much about people around me, but how could I not know such a guy? Was he also invited on our birthday party back then? I remember a few familiar faces, but I'm not quite sure. I was too out of it to even see their faces properly.

Anyway, this guy is kind of difficult. I mean, at first, I did thought he would be easy since his affection meter were already at 10%. I thought that maybe he is friendly and easy to get along with. But when I met him at the hallway, I got confused. He looked innocent, but I couldn't set my mind on his behavior. He looked too cunning, and even looking at his eyes doesn't give me an answer. I'm not too sure about him, but maybe he is 50/50? Although he acted like he doesn't know me, he still talked to me. Maybe, I can still shoot a shot with him.

The next is Cole. He is a basketball player who had an intimidating height. But honestly? He was the friendliest of all. He never lost temper even when faced with such a frustrating situation. He always smiled, and being with him isn't uncomfortable. I feel like he is the easiest target of all. What is bothering me is that he knew my name. Maybe we really did meet before? Because I don't really remember much. What's worse is that he is on the same team as Darius. If I want to gain his affection and increase his love meter, then I will have to keep visiting the court. And Darius would be there too! I don't even want to see his face, much less talk to him. What he did earlier was still vivid to me.

The last one is Draven. I don't even want to think about how I'll try to get close to him. Because honestly? I don't want to! I don't even want to know why his affection meter was at 20. Maybe it's just the system, because if it were me? I'd give him a negative.

While lost in my thought, my phone that was still in the bag, suddenly vibrated, and brought me back to my attention. I rose from the bed and approached the bag. I took the phone and read the name of the caller.

"Psycho?"

I pondered for a moment and tried to recall my memory of who this psycho guy was. It's been such a long time that I really can't remember the names. More importantly, how close am I with this guy for me to change his name to Psycho? But I don't remember having any friends at all. I may have a few classmates who would occasionally talk to me, but it never lasted long. Not with Lyra's existence.

I tried to forcibly remember the past.

Psycho. Psycho. Psycho.

Wait. Psycho? There's only one person I'd call that.

Speak of the devil.

It's Draven!