Third Person's POV

After they finished eating, Taylor suddenly showed up nowhere. Wearing a smile, he flashed it to her customers.

"Hey guys, let's go."

"To where?" Tyler asked his older sister.

"To the great hall. The contest will start soon. I'm the Emcee so I should show up to the venue earlier."

"What contest?" His brother asked again.

"It's a secret." She stuck out her tongue to her brother who just frowned at him.

"Uhm, King." King looked at her, still emotionless and intimitading.

"You wanna join us? I'm not sure if you want to but I promise you that you'll enjoy it." She said.

He glanced at the kid who's looking at him. Expecting that he would come, there's something in his eyes that telling the King to come along.

"Yeah, but if your show is too boring, I'll blow the whole hall into tiny pieces."

Taylor smiled, not minding the threat.

"Of course you'll enjoy, right Demi?" She wiggled her brow to the kid, who immediately smiled nervously.

"Y-yeah." He stammered.

Tyler looked him weirdly, as well to his sister.

There's something weird and fishy going on here. He stated mentally.

"Okay, let's go." Taylor said and Dymitri and Tyler immediately stood. They began to walk but Dymitri stopped his tracks upon realizibg that the King didn't followed them. When he looked back, he saw the King, still sitting on his seat.

"King?" King looked at him.

"Aren't you coming?" Dymitri asked him. He just only looked the kid, inspecting something until he saw the kid's eyes with full of hope that he would come.

"Fine." He simply said then stood. Dymitri beamed a smile.

"You can join the contest too." King's brows furrowed in confusion.

What the hell? But instead of saying it, he just simply walked out then the kid followed him.

After the two finally stepped out from the restaurant, they saw Tyler and Taylor talking together with the Omega House Head Student, Sky who's face was plastered with an unerasable grin. Once they noticed the presence of the two, they automatically stopped. Sky's eyes was set into the intimitading King but as soon as he saw the kid is with him, his worries was swept away.

"Let's go gals, we're about getting late." Taylor blurted out and lead the way together with Sky. Tyler found his way to his best friend and walked beside him while the King was at the other side of the kid.

Ad they walked, the only thing could King gave was a deadly and cold glare to anyone who gossips him and the kid beside him.

For a normal student, he's quite special because he's a Class S and his skills were more active that he could actually hear the gossips around them loud and clear.

"I'm quite thirsty." Tyler sudden blurted our as he feel his throat dried.

"Me too." Dymitri agreed.

"I just find a milkshake stall here somewhere. Wait here, I'll buy you and your favorite." Dymitri asked with a smile grin.

"Let me come with you." His best friend offered but the kid shook his head.

"No, you should go with Taylor and Sky." Dymitri looked up at his other side which he caught the sight of the King wearing an emotionless face.

"King?" He looked down to see the purple eyed kid.

"Want some milkshake? I can buy you some." He just looked the kid, stern and emotionless.

Did he just offer me a fucking milkshake?

"Whatever."

"I'll take as a yes then." He giggled which King was taken a back after hearing those soft giggles coming out from the kid's lips.

"I'll go now, bye. I'll see you at the Great Hall." Dymitri waved his hand and walked away.

Upon walking his way to find a stall where he saw milkshake was being sold, he felt his phone vibrated in his back pocket and when he scoop it out and check it, he saw Ali's name popped out from the notification bar. He immediately swiped it and opened the message his friend sent.

"I'm finally out, where are you and the others?"

Sent, 2:49 pm.

"I was out about an hour ago. Bridget and the others are nowhere to found. Maybe they're still stuck inside the house, I think?"

Sent, 2:50 pm.

"Where are you now?"

Sent, 2:50 pm.

"I'm on my way to the milkshake stall. You?"

Sent, 2:50 pm.

"I'm on my tracks to the locker room. I'll fetch my hoodie there, I feeling chilly this morning and I think it's getting worst."

Sent, 2:51 pm.

"Okay Ali, after you took your hoodie, can you go to the Great Hall. Taylor and Sky are there already, plus my best friend from my former school was here too. She's with Taylor."

Sent, 2:51 pm.

"Can't wait to meet him!"

Sent, 2:52 pm.

"See you there Ali! Bye!"

Sent, 2:52 pm.

"Bye!"

Sent, 2:53 pm.

With that, he put his phone back to his back pocket and made his way to the milkshake stall.

Meanwhile,

Ali was now on his way on the locker room. He gently rubbed his arms with his hands to ease the coldness and chilliness that he felt early this morning until now.

As he entered the room, he immediately went to his locker, punching silently the five digit code, he swiftly opened his locker and took his sky blue extra large hoodie. He immediately put it on and he felt suddenly the warmth and softness of the fabric. Upon closing the compartment, he heard some voices somewhere inside the room. It's muffled though but still audible. As he followed the muffled voices, he accidentally saw a sight that could actually made him gag and puke right in his place where he is standing.

He remain motionless, eyes wide open and mouth slightly hanging apart. Prince was naked, together with a naked girl who's bent over in the bench inside the room. He thrust deeper and harder and the the girl's moans was muffled by Prince's large hands. They were enjoying their sex despite that the Ali was there, watching them from afar.

Khalil was stuck like a statue, can't take his eyes away from the scene. He can feel his heart are shattering and breaking and his chest suddenly felt hard.

No Khalil! Don't cry! He doesn't love you. He doesn't even know you exist and definitely, he's a homophobic bastard!

He fought the urge to cry and then, when he take all his courage he turned around. He was about to walk when he accidentally stumbles to a trash can in the edge. He gasped and put his hands to his mouth, when he turned around, he saw Prince and the girl looking at him but thankfully, his face was hidden due to the hood of his hoodie.

When he met Prince's eyes, he flinched. Seeing those angry pair of brown eyes darken make him to ran away, so he did.

He ran his way out, slamming the door at his back. He ran quickly somewhere, where he could pour his eyes and tears out without the attention of someone. He went to the back of their dorm. He hid at the back of a giant tree and sat there, eyes watering and he sobbed softly.

I shouldn't fell in love with him. That's the biggest mistake I did on my whole life!

He sat at the stem of the tree, sobbing between his tears as he curl himself into a ball, knees resting to his chest while his head is leaning above.

I shouldn't fell in love with him!

He even sobbed harder at the next thought that popped out from his brain.

But I couldn't, he's still the one.

He remembered the days when he came here on his first year. He was just a simple kid and a loving single parent which to be his mom who loved him dearly. Once he stepped inside the cafeteria, his eyes was immediately set up to the Triple Crown who just entered the building. But as soon as he saw the Prince, his heart skipped a beat and at that moment, he promised to his self that he's the one.

After that, he followed the Prince everytime of everyday, well except when they had classes. He began to send him special love letters which contains Ali's affection towards the Prince but after hearing and knowing the news that the Triple Crown, especially Prince was a total man whore, something on him faltered deep inside but it doesn't change the fact that he's still in love with him.

So, instead of stalking him because Ali found it actually creepy to stalk someone you love, he began with the idea to send him love letters with his affection towards him. Everyday, he went to the locker room early every morning to slid inside Prince's locker his letters. It's full of message about Prince himself. How's he's a good fighter, handsome and sexy Zelquestrian and a skillful and strong student. It was embedded inside a colorful envelope with full of weird stickers all over around it.

But after seeing Prince with a girl a moment ago, his faith immediately faltered.

After gathering up his courage, he stood up, wiping a few more stray tears staining his pale face.

He undress his hoodie, who witnessed that scene a moment ago, which this hoodie is one of his favorites.

"Maybe I should move on now. There's no way he would notice nor fall in love with me." He said throwing the hoodie away.

He walked out, with a broken heart. He wiped his remaining tears until his cries finally stopped. He is already going out when he bumped into someone, making Ali to stumble a bit. He composed himself and looked at the person who bumped him but he was taken a back after seeing the person who made him cry a while ago.

He's already dressed properly but a few hickeys and kiss marks are evident and noticable on his neck. A few more lipstick trails and his kissable lips was a bit swollen.

Khalil gulped the lump that stuck on his throat. Composing himself and fighting the urge to cry again.

Kieffer looked at him intently but his attention was swept to the eyes of the kid. Puffy and red, his cheeks are kinda red too.

He was snapped back to reality when he heard a soft and low voice spoke.

"Sorry." Khalil apologized as if he was the one who stumbled the Prince. He immediately walked away without giving any glances back to his first love.

Move on Ali! He will definitely look after you. He stated to himself, taking note and chuckled at the thought bitterly.

At the same moment,

After paying up, he took the six milkshakes neatly and safely put on a plastic bag, together with a few foods on the other plastic. He was walking now and finding his way into the Great Hall when someone called him from behind.

"Hey there!" He was hesitating to turn around but he had this feeling ghat he's the one who's been calling so in the end, he turned around.

He saw a tall figure approaching him. Broad shoulders, muscular physique, sharp jaw and fair skin. Plus, he had an attractive caramel eyes. The thing is, King was more attractive than him. King is taller than him. King is more muscular than him.

As the man approached him, he looked up to see the man's face.

"I bet this is yours." Then, the man spoke reaching a black wallet to the kid.

Dymitri gasped after seeing his beloved wallet on the man's grasp. He looked at the man with a small smile.

"Uhm, thank you." He said softly as he took his wallet away.

"No problem pup." The man flashed his pearly white teeth, making the kid blush.

"I-I had a n-name you know."

"Then tell me what's your name pup."

"I'm Dymitri."

"Well Dymitri, my name is Ron by the way." He reached his hand to the kid, unintentionally flexing his muscles that revealed a black tattoo on his right arm.

Beta.

"Y-you're a Beta." The kid was mesmerized seeing the tattoo that was carved on his skin. Ron, chuckled at the kid's behavior and that made Dymitri snapped back to reality that Ron is still offering his hand to the kid. He smiled shyly and spoke,

"S-sorry." He mumbled and reached the large hands of the guy in front of him.

"No need to apologisze pup." Ron chuckled which Dymitri blushed at the nickname he gave.

"I gotta go, my friends are waiting me." Dymitri blurted out.

"Okay pup. Well, I think I'll see you around? Later?"

"Sure Ron. Bye." His soft voice soothed Ron's ears, which he beamed a genuine smile.

"Sure pup, bye." He said waving his hand to the kid.

Dymitri flashed a smile before leaving. The man, Ron, however had a wide smile on his lips, creeping on his lips but was immediately brushed off as his best friend showed up.

"Where have you been?" His voice changed. From soft into cold and deadly one. His eyes fixed at the place of his best friend, glaring a fierce look as he scowled.

"Don't give me that look Ahron." His best friend smirked.

"Don't make me strangle you Gwen," he stated.

"After all, I'm still your Master. The Master of the academy." He added, grinning darkly.

"Yes, Master Ahron." Gwen, however bowed to not provoke his Master.

"Anyways, let's head to the hideout. I want to drink some alcohol." He said walking away first. Gwen hurriedly followed his Master on their way into their own hideout.