Being looked at accusingly by everyone around, Paige wanted to go home; her fear of someone pulling out her hair might come true if she stayed there.
[So... the novel tags are altered anyway. Why not let Lance do what he wants and let me drop my missions? You had to calculate every conversation I had when playing a scene because I apparently can't act. Everything has already gone haywire.]
While she communicated with the system, Jace was already kneeling before the sitting Natasha, putting her hand that hid her cheek away. He sucked in a cold breath, seeing her injury.
"Who did this?" He looked between Lance and Paige. It was such a hard slap that it could well have been from a man.
Paige raised her hand, blankly looking at him.
"Ha," Jace scoffed.
"You want to disfigure her because you're jealous of her looks?"
A few students whispered.
"How could she?" and something like "First the stairs, now that, only because of jealousy."
"I'm going home." Paige didn't want to discuss this anymore.
She packed her bag and walked out of the classroom. She really was too old for this. When reading about dog blood scenes, it was exciting and satisfying, but living through it and already knowing how it would end was utterly boring.
Nobody could make her act this shit anymore.
'Go back to your internship.' She gave Jace an internal middle finger.
The system didn't announce a problem as she left, so she just continued on her way.
[As long as the creator is satisfied, the storyline continues, regardless of your objections.] The system's late answer has come.
She was already on the stairs when she stopped.
[Is your creator looking at us at the moment?] she asked.
[Yes.] Paige raised her middle finger toward the ceiling.
[He is not looking at you.] the system commented.
[Then he is looking at the dog blood drama in the classroom.] Paige walked farther down.
[Yes.]
'What a creep.'
When Paige left so abruptly, everyone was stunned. They all expected that she would at least defend herself. Until now, the original Paige never let something be; she would bully people and be proud of it. When accused of something, she would talk the accuser to his knees while at the same time throwing insults.
Jace wanted to go after her, but Lance stood in his way.
Between clenched teeth, Jace whispered,
"Why help Paige? She is the one who tormented your love."
"Does it matter to you?" Lance asked, grinning. He wanted to talk to his brother anyway.
"Why not go with me to the rooftop and chat a bit?"
Jace would decline, but this could only benefit him. If he were to be injured by Lance, he could hold him accountable. And if it really were just talking, then he could find out when the other was reborn, as well as his plans for the future.
Jace nodded and followed him there.
When they had left the classroom, Natasha began sobbing louder again. 'Was she just forgotten?' Pigtail hugged her, and the rest of the girls talked badly about Paige, but when they wanted to also insult Lance, they got bad glances from both the female lead and Pigtail.
So they just continued to insult Paige behind her back.
On the rooftop stood two similar-looking men; however, the taller one looked much more handsome.
"You were reborn too," Lance stated, looking at the shorter one. He thought pretending to be reborn was his best strategy.
"Yes... what are your plans? Going back home and letting me get kicked out again?"
"As if it didn't have anything to do with your actions," he said randomly, with his hands in his pockets.
"I'm not going back if you pay me hush money."
Jace's eyes shot up at him. "What?"
"You heard right. Very much money, and I'm not going back till you stop paying."
"Heh... you want to buy drugs?" Jace scoffed.
"Why would I?" Lance tilted his head, looking more sober than every other person on the planet.
"Then why..." It didn't make sense.
"I don't want to repeat all the messy things again in this life," Jace thought about it. If he could alter the plotline, he could just make money.