Paradoxical Love

Chapter 3: Heavenly pleasure

Despite the hot weather, I was able to breathe deeply even though we were already burning in the lake of fire as if we were in hell. Even in such a situation, it did not deter the students from studying hard and listening to the teacher's discussion.

But the heat does help in a way that awakens the spirit of everyone in the room. They would sweat as if they were sunbathing in their respective chairs. The effect will be to wake up their sleeping brains, if any, due to stress at school and other stuff.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon and I didn't realize that the class was over, as I used to do, I would always wait for them to disappear until I was the last person in our classroom. I was considerate enough not to disturb them so I always isolate myself in any possible situation involving contact with students.

I will endure another hour because our real dismissal time is at five o'clock. It just depends on what schedule each day, I also remember that in other strands they come home at seven in the evening and I hate the idea of going home late at night though I am aware they have one rest day each week excluding weekdays, it's also the same when I counted the time they spent in campus so it boils down to preferences.

I thought to myself, I will first buy ingredients for a curry tonight; because Kiana handed me the task since she had to be with her friends for whatever reason. Of course, I would gladly go to the market later before going home.

This Wednesday I am one of the cleaners assigned with Ged and Ariel along with my other classmates, a noble task of cleaning the classroom not leaving a speck of dust. Good thing I don't have to be left with no reason as they accompany me, I never want to draw the attention of my fellow classmates.

In the midst of the calming silence, Ariel approached me with a broom and dustpan in both hands.

"Reyler, here." And he gave the cleaning equipment which I despondently took.

"Where is Ged?" I asked while sweeping the floor starting behind the last row, the area where my seat always gets dirtied thanks to some random people damping crumpled papers just because they hate me.

"He was in a hurry and said he was going somewhere," Ariel answered me as he mopped the floor.

"Running away again, huh?  Argh, just forget it. It must be important I guess." I huffed as I arranged back the armchairs.

"Maybe there's an urgent something or whatever." Ged rarely does domestic work yet he had the guts to ditch us. But, I know he is busy for some unknown reason, I think it is about his father's company.

So with the other cleaners, even though they were worried that I was in their presence, as long as we only finish our task, though they were afraid that I might bite them. At the end of the day, we were able to finish cleaning our classroom so that we could all go home.

"Alright, Reyler I'm going home I still have to take care of the house," Ariel mentioned while arranging his belongings and notebooks in the bag.

My fellow cleaners also went home and I certainly see their extensive breathing from the window when they came out of the room, glad they weren't subjected to my stares anymore. It's hard cleansing my name and tell them I am not what they imagine, just like how a broken glass stays cracked, it will never return to its former state.

"Be careful, tell your brothers and sisters to study hard." We fist-bumped and knock our chest against each other just like friends used to do.

"Thank you Reyler," Ariel mentioned brightly.

"Tomorrow again." He bid farewell to me and we fist-bumped for the last time before he left the classroom leaving me behind, he knew I'd prefer going home alone since he's aware I'm doing it for the sake of my friends, or else the rumors might affect their reputation too.

Right now maybe the other students think I'm threatening them just so they could as my companions, that's how they usually think of me.

While I was waiting here at the main entrance of the school, waiting to see if I could meet my sister on the way home, for some reason, as if I feel someone's watching me discreetly. After the few leaves fall on the ground, the feeling was right, two young ladies approached me, they came from the nearby tree embarrassed, traces of their fear and nervousness written all over their faces.

What might their purpose be? I tried to look like a gentleman and treated them well, there is a chance they could run for they just wanted to deliver an important message.

"Uhm―hmm." Their mouths are shut but they are humming, they have no courage to start a conversation with me, devoured by their own agitation.

"What is that?" I accidentally let out my deep voice and made them startled.

"Ah–! 'Don't!" They screamed as I approached them slightly, I almost fainted from their sudden shriek. They were retreating but they seemed to want to tell me that they could not pronounce. Their legs are already shaking with nervousness, I don't care anymore as long as they do not report me to the guidance that I scared them for they are the ones who dared to approach.

I don't bite, that's what I want to tell them in case they are frightened; as if they'd listen to me in the first place.

"Do you have something to say?" It hurts for me to do this but I tried composing myself and making my voice calm and countenance as approachable as possible. If ever they think I'm harassing them, I will leave them be in their opinion.

"Uhm..." The girl mustered up her courage despite her friend shuddering behind, she uttered what she wanted to convey with everything she has. "Kiana tells you to go first... Bye!" Then they ran to the back of the tree from which they came, forever not to be seen again.

The real difficulty of this is that do I really look like a delinquent in their eyes and are rumors about me really that bad? It is also obvious the two girls were hiding behind the tree waiting for me to disappear. Maybe they were my sister's friends or of the sort.

Whatever. I'm not thinking about that anymore. I do remember I forgot my notebook in the locker so I went back to our classroom to get it because there is a possibility our homeroom teacher will give a surprise quiz tomorrow and then I didn't review our lessons. Must be prepared for the unprecedented they say.

Anyway, when I opened my locker, it was unorganized and dirty, it was probably a prank from those who were offended by me so it was like this; I immediately took my notes and put them in my bag, it was so simple.

Unbeknownst to me, when I closed the locker there seemed to be pink paper flying down to my feet, causing me to wonder.

I just picked it up, I would have thrown it away assuming it was a construction paper used in our class of contemporary art yesterday, but I was wrong.

With beautiful hearts and diamond-shaped ornaments surrounding the opening, it turned out to be an envelope with the words, "Love letter for... Reyler...?" written below the emerald ornaments like beads stone, or whatever that shiny and glistening thing is. 

At first, I just had a poker face while staring at this extraordinary and extravagantly love letter with my perplexed mind, thinking about how it was done, although I just covered my mouth like a woman thrilled while watching a romantic movie upon realizing what it was, but I was not shaken seriously, I will admit maybe I shuddered a little, but that's not the case! If anyone sees me now, they will think differently of me; good thing I am the only one here.

"Holy hell! Is this what I read in romance books?" This is my first time someone gave me a love letter, it is not just a casual plain declaration of feelings, for it is very beautiful and I would know that the one who designed this including the time allotted to make this love letter is not a joke; I held it with trepidation.

I want to know who dared to put a love letter in the locker of a school terror, delinquent rule-breaking student. I mean seriously who the hell is she? Or maybe he?! I'm going crazy here, I'm about to make a hysterical motion.

Out of curiosity, even though I don't want to open it and I prefer to just put it in the living room as decoration because the craftsmanship is so good, even so, I slowly opened it as if deactivating a time bomb. I like how it was presented, I glanced left and right around if anyone was watching me or what.

Of course, I would look stupid, and unknowingly, a normally folded paper came up to me. I kind of expected an expensive special paper, but who am I to demand in the first place? I pulled the paper out and hid the envelope because it was a waste of the designer's effort if I just threw it away.

I gulped twice when I saw those letters forming on the back of the paper. I feel a mixture of nervousness and ignorance. Whatever it is, that's it, using the strength of my will, I immediately read the contents of the letter even though my hands were shaking. No salivation wasted, read directly to the senses.

"Go to the music club room." I ended up reading it aloud, can't help it.

Wait, what? That's all the content of the love letter? The envelope is so superior that it is an almost world-class item and then the only content is those seven words? It entered my mind as to who really gave me this nonsense.

To the one who gave this stupid but amazingly beautiful letter, how dare she order me around? I became even more curious, they said curiosity killed the cat but I'm a dog or a wolf that is ready to attack its prey or whatever.

The music club is only upstairs, it is still on the fourth floor, so I went there, I have nothing else to do at home, and this is only a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity event there's nothing I could do about it.

But I have no intention of having a romantic relationship, I just want to talk to her so she'd give up. Maybe it's just a prank love letter and then they will beat me up there. Countless possibilities can occur with a piece of paper.

I just went straight inside the music club room minding my own business, the usual cool side facade that I always use and often the reason why I am mistaken for a bad boy or whatever they imagine me to be.

Anyways, all I hear in the room is the quietness and the running air conditioner, someone intended had left it behind open for some reason. It is usually turned-off at six o'clock at night depending on the club members using it.

"That's it?" I just got excited about nothing. There's no one here, is anyone tricking on me who put a love letter? Alas, I wasted a few minutes of my life I would have just read a book or do much important stuff.

Some people are really good at wasting time, they are helpless, I would personally beat those bastards and hang them on a banana tree, that's how I'm mad right now.

I was about to leave when I heard a few steps outside, growing closely on the corridor. I heard it clearly 'cause I'm next to the door, waiting patiently, a little nervous maybe she was my secret admirer, or maybe a student or teacher who happened to pass by. Whoever it was, as I was too nervous and I couldn't move and remained on the entrance as I turned myself behind it.

Just a moment now that I thought, does not the scenario seem familiar? I mean I feel like this has happened; I just do not know when it was. It seems like everything just repeated. This situation is kinda annoying as hell.

Is it just the effect of impulsiveness and anxiety so I am still paranoid? What is happening to me? And what could possibly ensure here ?! Hell with this hell, and heaven is with heaven, I have prepared my body for self-defense.

The door opened with a loud bang, normally, I became a stasis mannequin, my feet on the floor's stuck, my eyes were closed.

Can't really figure it out, am I losing my mind? Keep calm the hell out of it, I am a man and I must face it with my whole being.

When I was about to face the person in the back for heaven's sake, someone hugged me so tightly that my heart almost ran away from the speed of its beating, all I could do was tremble and stay in my own confusion.

But, I woke up to reality, who is hugging me? I struggled and faced her with all my might, although, I did not just fight lightly.

Carrying her heavy body resting on me, she gave me a warm kiss on the lips, I could feel her fingers sinking on my back from every pull, we tasted each other; each stroke of her lips entwined audibly as I respond unknowingly, it was so sweet I forgot who I am. Speaking of which, she was about to give me a french kiss when I pushed her away, I woke up to reality once again.

I could finally get a gist of her, and I was shocked who stole my first kiss as my chastity gradually fades away. Reacting with coolness but I am really shocked for real. I can't explain in just one sentence; because she is the only most respected student in the entire state of Saint Legacy University.

She's a revered student while I am the hated one. Such a difference there is like the sun and the moon.  The title of Council President stamped on her left arm with a shiny red fabric, wrapped around her arm with a needle pin. What really caught my attention was her long silky blonde hair which made her charismatic entity even more stunning.

"Student Council President," I spoke with a low tone. The seductive stares she gives off weren't normal, her pupils became heart-shaped.

I'd never expected our Student Council President to be like this. I mean if the theory of relativity is true, then the fact that there is a pink love letter in my locker, and now she appeared sexually assaulting out of nowhere means she was the one who had set this entire circumstance.

Since she has access to all the rooms in the three senior-high buildings and most of all, she is my classmate; that's why she was able to plant her love letter inside my locker.

"Reyler..." She said my name bewitchingly, which seemed to excite me. Her voice was the only thing that filled my ears, I was freed from her pleasure. I would have backed away when she grabbed me by force, is she really that desperate? I freaked out of course. I am a virgin so I am not used to being close to a woman, I am even more uncomfortable with any girl except for my mischievous sister.

"Get off of me! Do you know what you are doing?" She did not answer, but what she did is kiss my neck down my collarbone. Her sweet kisses were enough to tame me, she strenuously engulfs me with the mild stroke of her tongue, it was so pleasuring, what is this compulsive feeling? This could be an addiction if I don't halt her at once.

I want to get rid of her but I enjoy it. With so much pleasure my eyes rolled as I let out unrestrained moans. Every drive is drowning, I am getting dizzy. This is just the first time this has happened to me and it is very stimulating even for me. I wanted to stop it but she pushed her body against me so I won't be able to fight back.

"Matilda ..." As I whispered out her first name, I couldn't do it anymore, I couldn't bear this bracing situation.

Somehow feeling sleepy without any clinging memory, just remorse, for her, I'd never know... just what is going on anymore. My eyes slowly darkened and my weak body could no longer handle this heavenly pleasure.