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===== Chapter 22 [ Part 2 ] =====

"Be my queen please."

His unblinking silver eyes seem to drown yours within its gaze. You can perceive the sincerity, but you're obviously caught off guard by the confession.

You take a step back, but it seems that you're not allowed to escape. Alessio has his grip on you, and it slightly tightens upon sensing your desire to flee from the situation.

"A— Alessio, what do you mean?" Your lips curl up with a fake smile as you pretend to be clueless of what's going on right now.

Maybe this will give him the hint that you are not ready to talk to him about those matters and will urge him to take back those words.

But unfortunately for you (Y/N), Alessio's not the kind of person who will take back his words. When he says it, he truly means it.

"Be my girlfriend," the black haired man decisively says, without holding any hesitation. Yet again, you are caught off–guard by his straightforwardness. Upon sensing you flinch under his grip, he lessens his hold on you, though never having the intention to let go of you.

Sure, he is handsome.

Sure, he is kind— to you at least.

Sure, he does make your heart jump right now; but..

But!

You close your eyes tight, not wanting to perceive those silver eyes any longer. His gaze just seems to hypnotize you; and if you're not careful, then you might just submit to him unconsciously.

Ah.. what are you freaking talking about, (Y/N)?!

Besides, Kielle...

"I— "

You breathe in and look at anywhere but him, just scanning for any opportunity of escape. While you avert your eyes to the ground, that is when you're able to spot your wrist watch.

Your eyes suddenly lights up from the idea that formulated inside your brain. You immediately lift your wrist in front of the both of you.

"Well, before that, look at the time! I'm late for class so I re—" Your words trailing off though as the time presented on your watch finally processes inside your mind.

The shine dims; your eyes narrow.

Shit, you are actually indeed late for class.

... for half an hour already.

What makes it worse is that you actually missed taking your quiz, and that teacher might have misunderstood you skipping on her class!

A gasp leaves your lips. Forgetting his confession, you just gape at him, wide-eyed.

"I'm late, Alessio! I'm late for my class!"

You try to pull away from that grip of his. "I still have to take a quiz!" you exclaim, starting to expose the worry and panic you are currently feeling right now. Despite so, Alessio did not listen.

"Be my girlfriend," he insists.

"La— later," you burst out in a quite disoriented manner while your state of mind in all in an utter mess. You are not really paying attention to his words anymore, just worrying about your quiz and such.

Alessio blinks his silver eyes at you, definitely not expecting your answer at all. While he expected you to turn down his confession, it seems that you're too kind and gave him a chance.

He senses the beat of his heart against his ribcage, going fast to faster. Suddenly, he feels strangely warm?

"I see..."

His voice that usually is cold and straight to the point almost trips on his words, "Later then?"

Then he, out of nowhere, releases his hold on you as he unnaturally places a hand over his burning face. The young man has no idea why he's feeling this way right now, like he just suddenly wants to hide his face from your sight.

This fear and shame feels rather annoying, but then he also feels this familiar sensation of happiness sprouting inside of him— an emotion that he only gets to experience with you around.

He blinks his silver-colored eyes and attempts to have a glimpse of your beautiful face, only perceiving that cute puzzled reaction of yours.

"Later?" he asks.

"Yeah... um Later," you dumbly reply before eventually running off towards your class, completely and horribly failing to register that an accidental miscommuncation has just occurred.

As your back vanishes from his sight, the black- haired man still has his hand over his handsome face. The faint pink blush looks so strange on him for now, but it won't be long before it will look natural on him.

Now, that he has you...

A smile later breaks out of his usual stoic face; Alessio laughs and laughs as if something good for once finally happened to him. His Queen.. she really doesn't fail to make him so happy.

Happy...

He's so h̵̡̫̮̣͙̰͓̏̈̌̔͂̎͌̔͜á̷̻͎̹͚̘̺͍̩̋̒̐̔͊͝p̸͔͓̰̼̂͆͊̓͗̑́̍̌̕ͅp̶̣̮̦͕̪͙͐̃̆̑͛͋̉͝y̷̢͘

Even when you have already been gone for quite awhile, the smile on his face doesn't falter. He is still thinking of what have happened.

Finally... finally you accepted him.

Finally, you accepted to be his most special q̴̧̈́̒̒̂͆ư̶̧̼͕̲̪͐͗̓e̵̡̘̣̙̘̋̅̐͋̋̂̿͠ͅe̶̜̲͙̰͈͇̭̊͂͑̐̎̕͘n̵̪̖̙̟̦̫͆͐̽̈̏̽̌͝.

Well...

Isn't that too easy, (Y/N)?

Congrats for being 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣.