"Okay class, I want you to welcome a new member of our class starting today." The teacher announced. "Yvera, you may come in now," she called for the transferee outside.
A girl enters the room and the entire class starts whispering and giving their impressions towards the girl. Some are delighted, most especially the guys of the class, some girls began to envy her attractive complexion and adore her vibrant aura, while some are a bit off about her and hate the attention she's inhabiting.
Like Madyzon Selinofotรฉ for example.
"๐๐ฅ๐ช๐ฐ๐ต๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ข๐บ? ๐'๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ."
"Now, now settle down class. Yvera, please introduce yourself to the class." the girl gave the teacher a nod, and then she smiled. "Good morning everyone, I am Yvera Monaghan, and starting today I will be joining your class. I hope we can all get along." With that, she takes it away with a smile as if she radiates the rays of sunshine on a summer day.
Madyzon couldn't bear her irritation towards the girl, so she's been thinking about how should she make her first day a living hell; nobody can steal the spotlight on their first day, she thought to herself.
"Okay, I need someone to show Yvera around the school.", The teacher continued. All the guys in the class didn't hesitate to raise their hands, causing so much flattery for Yvera. "Okay, how about our Class President? Randall, can you show your new classmate around?"
Yvera set her eyes on The Class President, Randall โ giving him her welcoming aura.
Randall agreed, and the teacher gestured for Yvera to take her seat. The morning class continued.
--
The bell rang for the morning club time, Randall's piling his stuff, getting ready to head out to study in the library for an upcoming test.
As he was about to stand up, he was aghast to see his new classmate staring briskly at him. That's right, he forgot that he was tasked by their homeroom teacher to show Yvera around the school.
"Randall, correct?" Yvera spoke.
"Yes, how do you feel about the tour so far? I hope I'm not bad for a tour guide." Randall scratches the back of his neck.
"No, in fact, I'm enjoying myself. This school is really beautiful, no wonder my parents want me to study here in the first place." Randall felt his stomach twist at that brief moment; clearly, she doesn't know the school's real disposition, neither her parents.
Randall felt the need to change the subject, for he wants Yvera to be aware of what's to come in her way.
"You must be from a very prominent family, that's why they want you to be at the best school in the region," Randall says.
"Yes, at least, that's what they told me." The girl smiled. Randall doesn't know what she meant by that, but who is he to intrude.
Randall began walking again, for he wants to end the tour by heading to the cafeteria, so he could introduce where they would eat during lunchtime.
Suddenly, he was stunned when the girl grabbed his arms.
"What is it, Yvera? something the matter?" He asks.
He followed the girl's eyes and was horrified when he realizes where she was looking. He immediately shrugged his arm off her grip and turned his back.
He felt the girl's eyes burning holes in the back of his head โ her steps becoming closer.
"Randall, forgive me, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," Yvera says.
Randall doesn't know how to act or what would be the appropriate thing to say. Yes, he'd become uncomfortable, but not because of what Yvera did โ it was because of what she had to see, embedded on his right neck, just below his ear โ his marking as a complete slave.
He turned back to face her, "No, it's not your fault I โ " He doesn't know what to say. Eventually, he knows that sooner or later, somebody has to tell Yvera what kind of hell she's really in.
"That looks like a scar from a burn, where did you get that?" Yvera asks, curiously.
"Still looks fresh to me, does it still hurt?" She continues accentuating the burn mark on Randall's skin.
Randall had enough, she needs to know. She looks so innocent and naive, that she needs to at least be saved by a mere warning.
"Hey Randall, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. Let's just move on with the tour if that's okay with you." Yvera says, moving forward before Randall.
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"Here you go."
"Thank you so much, Randall!" Yvera says, getting excited to dig into her snack.
Randall observed her for a while before finally having the conclusion that she might be just one of those girls who has a sweet tooth.
"Hey, aren't you gonna eat yours?" Randall was surprised,
"๐๐ฏ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ๐ด? ๐๐ฐ, ๐ด๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ! ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ."
Randall sighs and moves his plate towards the girl โ she was pleased and it was written all over her face.
"So, uh... what did capture your attention most during the tour?" he says, trying to get a review out of her.
The girl munch the cake before minding Randall's question. She finished the last bite and released a satisfying gulp.
"Well, I enjoyed all of them of course. It's really hard to pick a favorite out of all those places you showed me, so thank you again for this wonderful tour." The girl says genuinely.
"But I gotta say though, this school fascinates me in a very exciting way. I don't know if that's just me, or there are great things to look forward to."
"๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ-๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ญ๐ด."
"We better head back for the remaining morning classes, the club time is about to end." Randall stood up and usher the girl to return.
Randall couldn't help but be conflicted about how's he going to unravel everything to his innocent new classmate. He finds her nice enough, she seems friendly and capable when it comes to social status.
"๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ, ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ'๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ?"
Today is Monday bloodbath, it'll be the talk of the entire school. Surely she's not going to ignore something like that from the phrase itself.
They made it back to their classroom early, and that gives Randall the chance to stall the girl much longer. Little by little, he intends to warn the girl about the hierarchy of the school.
As he was about to speak to Yvera, someone caught their attention.
"๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ?", Randall thought.
"Hi there, I'm Madyzon Selinofotรฉ. Hope we can be friends." The girl says.
"Yes, of course, that would be nice โ"
"Great! so how'd you feel about doing a little gambling with me?"
Randall was shocked, he knows what kind of person Madyzon Selinofotรฉ was. After all, she's the one whom he lost to that caused him the burn mark on his neck.
"๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ค๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐จ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ต."
"I'm sorry what, gambling?" Yvera giggles.
"What's so funny? yes, gambling โ you versus me." Madyzon insisted.
"I'm sorry but, I can't. Gambling is forbidden, it cannot be performed in a school like this โ ",
Yvera was cut off by Madyzon who's bursting with laughter.
"Excuse me but, what is so funny?" Yvera asks.
She truly is innocent about all this, Randall was right. And now, she's about to get her first real lesson for the day.
Madyzon scooped the tears under her eyes, they can tell Yvera surely made her insanely entertained.
"You're not serious, are you?" Madyzon asks, still catching up to her breath.
"My hunch is right, you do not know what you're in for," she says with a smirk on her face. "Surely, the assigned tour guide slash info-giver didn't fill you in that much." Madyzon glance at Randall.
"Randall, what is she talking about?" asks Yvera.
Randall couldn't talk, he's torn as hell. Madyzon's already here, she can do all the talking.
"Don't worry, apparently a slave like him couldn't be of much help. So let me teach you instead, I can guarantee you will learn everything at the end of the day." Selinofotรฉ offered.
"๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐จ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ!"
"So the first thing you need to know is that gambling is not prohibited in this school, so there shouldn't be any problem accepting my challenge now is there?" Madyzon says, intimidating the new girl in front of her furthermore.
Yvera turned to face Randall, she can see that he's not lifting his head and feels the nervousness all over him.
"Randall?" She called to him.
Randall slowly lifts his head, face gone pale and shaky as he can be.
"Is that true? is gambling not prohibited here?" Yvera asks with pure innocence.
Randall slowly nods his head and saw a strange look on Yvera's face. She nodded as well, telling Randall that she knows what to do now.
She turned back to the girl who challenges her, with a pure genuine expression of delight on her face.
"In that case, sure, I accept." Yvera finally responds.
"Wonderful! I'm looking forward to our gamble." She then walks back to her seat in the back row.
"Why Yvera? y-you didn't have to accept that challenge." Randall finally speaks.
"Oh don't worry Randall, I'm sure she just wants to have fun with me. I actually took that as a warm welcome, it's a pleasure to play with a potential friend." Yvera smiles.
"๐๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ข๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด? ๐๐ฆ๐ณ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ."
Randall's aware of Selinofotรฉ's motives, she's going to crush the new girl for sure. He needs to stop Yvera before Madyzon seals her fate.
--
"๐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ข๐ธ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ!" ๐๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ.
"๐๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐'๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ค, ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ข๐บ?" ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ถ๐ณ๐ข ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ.
"๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ!" ๐๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ'๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ช๐จ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ-๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ด๐ข ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ด.
--
The match has ended. Randall could find neither Madyzon nor Yvera for the rest of the day. They were never present for the afternoon classes.
He felt a strange feeling the moment Yvera sat across Madyzon. For some reason, he somehow felt scared of the new girl. She seems to bring even more darkness to the dimly lighted room where the gamble took place.
She won.
Yvera Monaghan managed to defeat the school's Juggernaut, Madyzon Selinofotรฉ, and make her cry because she can't pay up what she owed her right away.
"๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ ๐ถ๐ฑ, ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต?" ๐๐ด๐ฌ๐ด ๐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ.
"๐-๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต...๐-๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ง๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ โ " ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ถ๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐จ๐ฏ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ญ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง.
Randall sighs. He never thought the girl he lost to could be in a position like that, and in the rim of being a slave if she cannot pay what she owed Yvera Monaghan.
All it takes is a peculiar, ironic transferee girl to cause her downfall. Randall isn't happy about this. He keeps on wondering if this news has already caught the student council's attention. They are eager to make Madyzon's life a living hell, and Yvera Monaghan arrived at a perfect timing just to do that.
--
Right after the bell for dismissal rang, Randall found the girl he was looking for all day. He didn't manage to catch up with her for he, and the whole class was in a complete daze after that gamble. Yvera immediately just left and he couldn't find her everywhere.
"Yvera, wait up!" He called out to her.
The girl must've recognized his voice and turned in his direction.
"Oh hey, Randall! how nice of you to still acknowledge me.", she says, and there it was; that genuine yet body-shivering smile of hers.
"๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต, ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฉ." Randall thought.
"I just want to ask you something..."
"Sure, what is it?" Randall could tell the girl's curiosity.
"How did you know that Madyzon's rigging the game earlier?" he says, anxiously.
Selinofotรฉ did cheat. For all of the gambles, she got into, half of them are perfectly rigged. Anyone who plays with her doesn't stand a chance. Although she's a great gambler and of no need to cheat, she just wants to see her opponents lose their minds as they were about to lose. Unfortunately for this one, her luck runs out, and her scheme was exposed.
"Oh, that? It's no mystery to me. Every time I raise the wager, she would pluck out her scheme just to win that turn. Not only that, her way of cheating is really..." Yvera paused, and she giggles. "It's pretty lame for a Juggernaut, honestly."
Randall chuckles. "I guess she did underestimate you," he replied.
"Don't get me wrong, it's lame yes, but it's also pretty cute that she thinks of me that way." she giggles once more.
"๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐บ. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ท๐ช๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ฏ๐ข๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐บ?"
"Anyhow, she wouldn't plot the scheme herself though. She needs an accomplice that will comply with her bidding."
Randall became pale all at once.
"Wouldn't you ask me who it is Randall? I'm sure you're curious." her giggles echoed throughout the hallway.
It was him. He was the accomplice, for he was the dealer of that gamble. Madyzon instructed him to place her chosen cards a marking as a symbol for her, to be able to read what cards are in Yvera's hands. He did it by placing ink marks with the symbol the entire class signals him to set, every time he dealt them a new hand of cards.
"Guess you got me Yvera. I'm sorry for that, I just had to follow her orders because I โ",
Yvera places a finger on his lips to cut him off.
"Listen, it's fine. What matters is I enjoyed myself even though it was pretty sloppy. I don't want a gamble where I'm guaranteed to win or lose, you've done well Randall."
"๐๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด?! ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?
"You made me enjoy a wonderful game, so thank you very much." she smiles, the brightest among what Randall got to see all day long.
There are no shades nor hints of distaste in her voice, It's just so profound along with raw feelings. Randall watches as she fades away in the distance, satisfied.
He wonders what kind of human she is, for she sent no ill will for what happened. She's ironic, and Randall could lose his mind trying to figure out a girl he just met a few hours ago. But deep down, something tells him that she's not a normal girl.
She's a monster.