❗❗ Please read the auxiliary chapter before proceeding here ❗❗

3rd Person's POV:

He peered through the window, observing as the clouds gathered ominously in the sky, signaling a forthcoming downpour. The instructor at the front continued with their reminders. It wouldn't be long before they were dismissed.

After what felt like an eternity, the class was finally dismissed from Professor Diana's lecture. Ankha, who had been watching the darkening skies, quickly checked his belongings to ensure he had brought an umbrella. To his relief, he found that he had.

"Another class taught by Professor Diana, and I already miss her" remarked a petite woman who was actually a teenager, her name being Yako. She was a classmate of Ankha's and could be considered as his friend.

Professor Diana was highly regarded by many students. Her classes were engaging, she was young and vibrant, and she had a juicy love story that had everyone hooked.

The world has been divided into two. The first one are Normal people. People that is just like you and me. The second are people who possess extraterrestrial abilities, magic, or power. They are gifted and labelled as Misfit. There are very few of them around the world. The school they attended was called Misfit University, a place where Misfit from everywhere around the world were taught about magic alongside regular subjects like in any other school. It was nestled in the place called Sinead.

"Ankha! Wanna have a picnic by the tree today?" Rin, another classmate and Ankha's childhood friend who also lived with him, asked. Rin was different from the others in many ways.

Ankha and Rin shared a bond that ran deep, one built on trust and loyalty. Rin had pledged himself entirely to Ankha, and his affection for him was unmistakable.

"Not today, it looks like it's going to rain soon." Ankha replied. Rin's disappointment was evident. Despite having a hard time expressing emotions, Ankha couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Rin when he saw the sadness in his eyes.

But Ankha had a solution. He stepped closer to Rin, gently brushing his neck-long black hair aside to reveal his round onyx eyes. "I'm sorry we can't make it today, but how about I take you out to a restaurant instead? To Sauvage. What do you say?"

Rin's cheeks flushed crimson at the suggestion, his smile lighting up his face. "Sure! Anything you want!" he replied eagerly.

Before they could finalize their plans, Yako piped up, eager to join in. Rin's annoyance was palpable as he turned to face her.

"It was supposed to be a date, bitch." Rin snapped, his irritation was unhidden.

"But Ankha didn't say it was a date," Yako teased, flashing a mischievous smile. "And I'm bringing Harvey along!" she added.

Harvey is a tall guy, matching Rin's height perfectly while Ankha was a little more petite than Rin. Harvey has white hair that shows a tint of lilac under the sun. He also have pastel purple eyes, and an obvious crush for Rin.

Rin's dislike for Harvey was glaringly obvious, never cover with any sugar or cloth, though he never vocalized the reasons behind it. Perhaps it was because Harvey continued to pursue him despite repeated rejections. Or perhaps there was more to it than meets the eye.

"Drop Harvey and you can come." Rin retorted.

"REALLY???" Yako exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"OML Yako, I'm literally here..." Harvey said as he was just standing besides Yako, witnessing betrayal in front of his eyes.

Although Ankha never mentioned having the same level of affection for Rin, he really couldn't say so himself. As mentioned, Ankha has a hard time showing emotions, making him feel mostly nothing towards minor things.

As the night fell, Rin and Ankha found themselves alone at the dinner table. Despite Yako saying she would show up, she didn't. It turned out to be a tease.

Because of her no-show, the evening was made perfect by the gentle patter of rain outside, lending a cozy ambiance to their dinner. But as they prepare to leave the restaurant, the rain intensified, drumming against the windows with increasing fervor.

The parking lot loomed in the distance, a daunting view with only one umbrella between them—the one Ankha had brought.

Ankha suggested that he face the rain and retrieve the car while Rin waited under the shelter of the restaurant's entrance. But Rin, ever the gentleman, insisted on taking on the task himself, citing Ankha's hatred to getting dirty.

Reluctantly, Ankha agreed, handing Rin the umbrella and the car keys before watching him disappear into the downpour. Left alone, Ankha waited patiently, clutching the alcohol they had purchased inside the restaurant.

As he stood there, he spotted Professor Diana making her way towards the restaurant. Clad in a coat and wielding an umbrella, she hurried under the shelter of the entrance, joining Ankha beneath its protective shelter.

Ankha greeted her with a respectful bow, acknowledging her presence.

"Ah, Ankha! I didn't expect to see you here." the professor exclaimed, a smile gracing her lips.

"The feeling's mutual." Ankha replied, meeting her gaze.

"Do you not have an umbrella? You can use mine!" Professor Diana offered, extending her umbrella towards him.

"No, thank you. Rin is on his way to pick me up. Besides, if I took your umbrella, what would you use to get home later?" Ankha declined graciously.

"Oh, I'll manage just fine. Actually, I'm meeting someone here tonight—an online date with a car, so I'll be covered!" the professor explained, a hint of excitement in her voice.

'There goes the story I'm sure everyone in class would love to hear.' He thought.

Before long, a matte black Lamb*rghini Aventad*r with wine red wheels pulled up in front of them.

"That's mine. See you tomorrow, prof." Ankha bid her farewell before making his exit into the night. Diana waved him goodbye with a smile, then proceeded inside the restaurant.

Upon their return home, Rin wasted no time in retrieving a change of clothes for Ankha from the walk-in closet. Then, Ankha disappeared into the bathroom for a much-needed shower.

Meanwhile, Rin left to his own room to freshen up, the day's events still lingering in his mind. After a thorough cleaning, he made his way to the living room, where he had prepared a comfortable chair and set out the alcohol they had purchased earlier, positioning it strategically in front of the crackling fireplace.

As Ankha walked out from the bathroom, Rin couldn't help but comment on his fresh scent.

"Ankha, you smell so good." he remarked with a smile, genuine warmth in his voice.

Ankha simply nodded in acknowledgment before taking a seat in the plush chair Rin had prepared. When Rin offered to give him a massage, Ankha declined with a shake of his head formally.

Undeterred, Rin settled in beside him, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"It's been a while since our last adventure, hasn't it? Things have been peaceful lately." he said, hoping to strike up a conversation.

Ankha took a sip of his drink before responding. "It feels like the calm before a huge storm—a really huge one."

Rin's smile widened, taking on a more sinister edge. "Seems fun~ Ghost Inferno has been bored inside me after all!" he declared, his eyes glinting with excitement.

Ghost Inferno—Rin's formidable ability. With it, he could summon and command the souls of the dead from hell, a power that had proven helpful in their past experiences. Although this has limits, like the souls cannot remember its past life and such. But they are indeed very obedient. Once they get out of hell, all they know is that Rin is to be followed, nothing more. Ever since Rin was a child, he'd use this ability of him to help Ankha on their so called 'adventures'. Growing up, he already had this ability of him as a pet, memorizing every possibilities you could ever imagine. But Ankha couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the prospect of what lay ahead.

Ankha sighed, filled his shot glass with alcohol again and then turned his body to Rin. Stared in his dark eyes. He wondered how long should Rin come and join him in his fight. Until he reach his goals? But he knows that not everyone they meet will be as easy as their previous journeys. He can't have Rin tagging along with him for too long. At least if he wants Rin to not be targeted and murdered as enemies might be seeing Rin as his weakness.

Let's get one thing straight, everyone in the Misfit University has showered on blood at least once or twice.

As he was thinking it through, he saw a glimpse of his past. He knows he's just hallucinating. He touched his scarlet red hair gently. His uneven front bangs that are pushed behind to be specific. It reminded him of something unwanted.

Ankha's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ringing of Rin's phone, breaking the silence with its shrill tone. Annoyance flashed across Ankha's face as he glanced at Rin.

"Oops." Rin replied, going back to his Normal self as he lower the volume. Ankha furrowed his brow at the sudden intrusion.

"Who's calling?" he questioned, casting a curious glance at Rin.

"It's Yako." Rin responded. That got Ankha's curiosity piqued.

"Why would she be calling at this hour?" he mused, silently urging Rin to answer the call. Rin hesitated for a moment before shrugging it off.

"I don't know, but let's ignore it for now." he suggested, attempting to brush off the interruption and return to their mood.

Ankha's persistent glance won out, however, and Rin relented with a sigh.

"Fine." he acquiesced, accepting the call and activating the speaker so Ankha could listen in.

"What is it?" Rin greeted casually.

"Hey, sorry for bothering you so late. Ms. Diana reached out to me for a ride, but I'm currently at Harvey's place. Since you and Ankha are both at Sauvage, I thought maybe one of you could give her a ride home. The rain's really coming down, and there's hardly any taxis around. She's at Sauvage as well, just one block from Lenta." Yako's voice sounded slightly apologetic as she spoke. Harvey's house is in fact, quite really far from the school alone, what more at Sauvage?

Professor Diana was known for her good-natured relationship with her students, often blurring the lines between teacher and friend. It wasn't unusual for her to seek assistance from them in situations like this.

"We've already left Sauvage, and we're back home now," Rin responded. "Sorry, Yako. No can do. Plus, I know where Sauvage is, you didn't have to tell me the directions."

Yako's voice held a tinge of disappointment as she replied, "Ah, I see. No worries then. I'll figure something out. Thanks anyway! Have a good night, you two!"

With the call ended, Rin turned to Ankha, raising an eyebrow in silent inquiry.

"Satisfied?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Ankha, who was already looking at him, gaze shifted away, a frown ruining his features.

"Why?" he murmured under his breath, more to himself than to Rin.

"Huh?" Rin said.

"She told me she'd have a ride home with her date.. so why does she not have one?" Ankha mumbled again.

Rin's expression softened, sensing Ankha's unease.

"Maybe her date didn't go as planned." he suggested, trying to offer some reassurance.

"Probably. Perhaps I'm overthinking things." Ankha replied, but he can't shrug off this weird feeling of him. Like something is wrong.

He was familiar to these gut feelings, often signs to trouble ahead. Ankha's abilities were vast and undefined, manifesting in mysterious ways, and this nagging feeling could be part of it, but it could also be not, he's not sure either. Despite the nagging sensation, he chose to push it aside for the time being.

Downing the last of his drink, Ankha rose from his seat, ready to call it a night.

"Don't overdo it with the alcohol," he cautioned Rin. "We have classes tomorrow, and your tolerance isn't exactly high."

Rin grinned back, his features relaxed. "Got it!" he replied, with a playful salute.

After nearly an hour, Rin finished clearing away the remaining alcohol and stood up, glancing casually at the front door. A strange sensation tugged at him, as if someone lingered just beyond it. With a cautious expression, he approached the door, keeping a safe distance.

Ankha's home boasted a sprawling garage and expansive garden, the path to the front door is quite a walk. Rin found himself wondering who could be visiting, given the imposing walls and the late hour.

"Who's there?" Rin's voice held a note of caution, tinged with a hint of threat. He moved closer to the door, but not enough to expose himself to potential danger. He was well aware of the possibility of ambushes.

"A delivery." came the stern response from outside, but Rin remained unconvinced. A delivery at this hour, especially one who went straight to the front door, seemed suspicious.

"How much?" Rin inquired, keeping his voice low to avoid waking Ankha, though he ensured he was heard.

"50.8 million" came the reply, and in an instant, the door hurtled towards Rin, who narrowly dodged it, the impact resounding through the room.

Rin's eyes widened, though not with surprise. Instead, they simmered with a familiar intensity as his aura darkened, suffusing the room with an ominous energy.

"Not this again." Rin muttered, his tone edged with irritation at the repetitive demand for a ridiculous sum of money. The intruder, concealed beneath a gray hood, remained unfazed.

"We'll stop when you give us what we want, Rin." he retorted, his voice tinged with determination.

Rin scoffed, his patience wearing thin. "You know my name, yet you still dare to challenge me?" he remarked, his frustration bubbling to the surface.

He charge to attack but the guy saw right through it. He blocked Rin's attack with his bare arm. This guy is no doubt, a Misfit.

"You bitch." Rin said with a little mad smirk as he still tries to push.

"Hand over the Homo Novis, Rin. If you want I'll share the price with you" The guy said sounding tough, but his voice is already grunting.

"How many times do I have to tell you, I. DONT. FUCKING. HAVE. IT." Rin replied as he push harder and harder.

As the confrontation escalated, Ankha emerged from the stairs, witnessing the scene unfolding before him.

"Rin..." He said. Seeing Ankha having awoken by this guy. Rin got furious.

"Ankha!" Rin acknowledged, his gaze distracted by Ankha.

Seizing the opportunity presented by Ankha's appearance, the intruder launched a swift foot attack aimed at Rin's head, revealing his ability is none other than super strength.

Rin saw right through his movements a second late. When the guy raised his foot, Rin immediately knows he's locked. He knows it'll be too fast to avoid, so he instead used his right arm to block his head.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHGGGGRGRRR" Rin growled. His arm looked broken.

"Hey you! Ankha right?! Do you know where this Homo Novis is located? Before I end this pretty boyfriend of yours!" The guy shouted at Ankha since he didn't move at his place, a little far from them.

Ankha's face, from straight turned to upset. "Finish him, Rin." Ankha said.

"Huh..." The guy scoffed and he looked at Rin who's on the floor.

"You're already on the floor and yet he's telling you to end me? How about I end you first, huhh?!" He said proudly.

His view changed with a blink of an eye. From the floor to Rin's face up close. Rin's face looked like he was done playing games.

Everything happened so fast. This got the hooded man trembling, falling on his knees as a result. In that short moment, Rin had his left palm on the man's face, tightening it than a Victorian lady's corset.

Rin's voice commanding and authoritative, "Ghost Inferno: Submit" he intoned, channeling the power of the dead's soul into his own.

A surge of invisible force poured out from Rin's outstretched hand, enveloping the intruder in a ghostly embrace. The intruder couldn't get himself to move.

Rin carried him by the face, making him stand and scream for pain. The man then gathered all his remaining strength and held onto Rin's wrist, trying to crush it with his super strength. But it was suddenly no use. He even added weight to his own body to not be lifted but again, no use. Rin's grip is like iron. Despite the man's attempts to resist, Rin held firm.

"Your power means nothing in the face of Ankha's command. Remember that." Rin declared, his voice cold as he exerted his dominance over the trembling intruder.

Rin carried the man outside the house, to the garden and there, he squeezed his head. Blood ran from Rin's palms down to his night robe, to the garden leaves. His face also had a splash of blood marked. An eyeball then rolled, lying near his foot. He looked at it for a while before stepping on it. Leaving the body in the garden.

"Clean it up." He mumbled.

From the ground, a smoke-like human shape crawls out, but it didn't ruin the ground. It has a humanoid shape. There were three of them, looking rotten. They then started cleaning the garden and was ready to dispose the body.

Meanwhile, after Rin entered, he looked at the stairs where Ankha was, and he's still there.

"Is this peaceful to you?" Ankha asked. "As long as you're with me, it will never be peaceful, you should know." He added.

"Copy that!" Rin said with a smile. The lights of his eyes came back. "Anyway, this has been the fourth time this year since these people came, looking for that Homo Novis and mentioning that 50.8 million. Do you know what that is, Ankha?" Rin asked.

Ankha stared at him for a while. Four seconds had passed. He then sighed.

"It's a plant from ancient times, rumored to grant the strongest ability among Misfit. Stories has it that its flower can bestow unparalleled power. But it's not without risk. Merely touching it could be fatal if you're deemed unworthy, leading to a slow and agonizing death. Some claim to have spotted it in the woods, but none have dared to touch it. Then, suddenly, it vanished, as if someone plucked it away." Ankha elaborated.

"I see. So these people who attack us were likely hired, offered a weighty sum to find it. But why search here? Who's pulling the strings, and why assume we're the holders of this Homo Novis?" Rin pondered, his confusion evident. He then glanced at Ankha, wondering.

'Ankha's abilities are vast... could he have had it all along? But why keep it from me if he knows I'd never oppose him?' Rin's thoughts raced.

"Are you suspecting me? When did you start doubting me, Rin?" Ankha's question struck Rin, stirring guilt.

"No, Ankha, never! I swear." Rin vowed, scolding himself for even entertaining the thought.

Ankha's gaze held his for a moment before he retreated to his room.

Ankha's POV:

Rin knocked on my door, then barged in without waiting for a response.

"It hurts..." His voice was strained, his face contorted in pain. I gestured for him to sit as I fetched some bandages.

"My poor Rin…" I whispered but he didn't seem to catch that. "I'll do what I can for now," I assured him, wrapping his arm carefully. "But we'll need Yako's help to heal it properly tomorrow."

"M' kay" he mumbled, his gaze fixed on the floor.

I touched his injured arm lightly, a faint green glow emanating from my palm. It wasn't much, just enough to dull the pain.

"This should ease it for a while." I said softly, meeting his eyes before I gave him the sign to leave the room.

After ensuring Yako would be at school early tomorrow by texting her, I went to continue my disturbed sleep.

We arrived early in school the next morning. Yako, together with Harvey, followed like a good dog and were already there, engrossed in an online game.

"Yako, Rin's right arm is injured. Heal him." I instructed, but she seemed oblivious. Rin's frustration boiled over.

"Didn't you hear Ankha?" he said as he grabbed Yako by her clothes' collar.

"Stop! You're wrinkling my clothes!" Yako protested, squirming in his grasp.

"Can't you focus for a second?!" Rin's tone was sharp, more upset by her ignorance of my words than his injury.

Yako broke free. "Can't you let me finish my game? I'm not healing you if you're gonna act like this!" she retorted, settling back into her seat.

"Yako, Rin's hurt, we don't want that, don't we? Heal him first, I won't move the game." Harvey said to Yako which got her more irritated.

"Ughhhh fineeeeeeeeeeee..." She sighed.

Yako rose from her seat, her movements deliberate as she created a bit of distance between herself and the others. With a barely audible whisper, she invoked her power.

"Healing Hands."

A surge of energy rippled through her, causing her uniform to tear from the force of the emerging hands. Dozens of shadowlike attachments, gray and black, extended from her back like a horrid tapestry. Each hand moved with fluid precision, hovering in the air before converging on Rin's injured arm.

As one of the spectral hands made contact with Rin's broken limb, a faint golden glow emanated from the point of contact. Slowly but steadily, the fractured bones realigned themselves, ligaments and tendons knitting back together under the ethereal touch like puzzles.

Yako hugged herself tightly, a gesture meant to preserve the modesty of her torn uniform as she continued to channel her healing powers. She made sure to hug herself tight so her upper uniform won't fall justly.

"Don't look, boys!" She said quite blushing.

"There's nothing there for us to see." Rin said with his face blank.

"GRRRR!" Yako growled as the hand holding Rin tightened.

"Aa- ahh- ouch!" He said.

"Careful, Yako!" The worried Harvey said.

"UGHH, there's really no one on my side!" Yako exclaimed again.

"Did you brought a change of clothes?" I asked her.

"Yes." She said, sounding pooped.

"That's nice…" I replied. And by that, Rin's right arm was back to Normal.

Later that day:

"So, what happened next?" I leaned back in my chair, propping my head on my hand as Rin continued his rambling tale. He had a knack for spinning the most random yarns, and I was all ears.

Yako then interrupted our little bubble. "Hey, Ankha, you gonna eat something?" she asked.

I glanced down at my untouched lunch, suddenly aware of the rumbling in my stomach. "Oh, yeah," I replied. "Guess I got caught up in Rin's story." I added.

"Alright, lunch it is then!" Rin declared, flashing us a grin before turning to me. "Where to, Ankha?"

I didn't even need to think about it. "Let's go to our usual spot under the withered tree." I suggested, grabbing my lunch and getting up. Rin followed suit, but Yako's hand on his arm made both of us pause.

"Let go of me bitch." He said. His smile faded into a cold look.

"I'm joining you, duh?"

"I don't mind" I said.

"Fine, Yako." Rin replied.

"Yay, Harvey! They caved!" Yako's voice echoed through the room, signaling the start of the usual routine. Rin would refuse, Yako would plead, Rin would launch into a detailed explanation of his disdain for Harvey, and then Harvey would chime in, dragging out the decision-making process for what felt like an eternity until we inevitably ended up eating together anyway.

"Not happening." I declared, cutting through the back-and-forth then left.

"You heard the boss~" Rin chimed, a smirk playing on his lips as he followed me.

Lunch with just Rin was a welcome change. We traded bites of our respective meals, and I couldn't help but compliment his culinary skills. Sharing food wasn't typically my style, but Rin and I were tight. We'd been through thick and thin since childhood, and now we even share a roof. When he ended up homeless, I didn't hesitate to welcome him into my home. We had both faced more than our fair share of struggles, but somehow, we always managed to shoulder the burden together. With no parents to rely on, we leaned on each other for support.

"Right?" Rin's voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present moment.

"Huh? Sorry, what?" I blinked, realizing I'd drifted off.

"No worries! It's fine! I was saying, I've been playing this game for a while, and I still can't beat this player named Sharkpoop69. The point is that sharks don't poop, right? And get this…" Rin replied, launching into another tirade about the most random things.

Another thing, I only ever apologized to Rin. It wasn't like me to apologize to anyone else. But with him, it was different. He'd somehow managed to worm his way into a soft spot in my heart, much to my annoyance.

"Yeah, totally." I nodded, even though I hadn't really been paying attention.

Before the conversation could go any further, a classmate approached us.

"Hey, Ankha!" they greeted, a friendly smile on their face as they waved.

"Hey, Lian!" Rin chimed in, returning the wave.

Lian has a brown to yellow hair with two layers. One reaching up to the neck, and one until above the butt. Lian has tan skin and also wears a woman's uniform at top, but a man's pants at the bottom.

"Hi Rin!" Lian responded, then turned back to me. "Mind if I steal Ankha for a sec?"

"Sure thing." I replied, shooting Rin a pointed look before making my exit.

Rin's POV:

Ankha just went away, leaving me here feeling lonely. I wonder what's up with Lian wanting a one-on-one talk with him. But hey, if Ankha wants to keep it under wraps, it's gotta be some surprise, right? Ahh~, my stomach's doing cartwheels just thinking about it!

"Got abandoned?" Yako's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. She's with Harvey, of all people.

"Yako, can you do me a solid and teleport Harvey to another dimension? I might puke otherwise." I said politely.

"Harsh," Harvey replied. "I just want to let you know, you being the president of the class, that I won't be attending classes tomorrow. I have some important family matters I need to attend to." Harvey said looking away with a shameful look. His voice trails off.

"Whatever, cunt." I said irritated. He could've just told Yako since she's an officer too? Ughhh.

"Here, have a cupcake." Yako offers, extending her arm with a cupcake in hand.

"Thanks, I guess." I replied, taking it graciously. How could I refuse? The red icing on the cupcake reminds me of Ankha's scarlet red hair! It's too cute to pass up! I must take a bite in front of him!

"It's cool." Yako said as she sat down and pulled Harvey down with her, of course.

"Come on, just let me hang out since I won't be around tomorrow." Harvey pleads with a hopeful expression.

I remained silent, waiting patiently for Ankha's return like a saint who's not patient at all. And Harvey's presence isn't exactly helping the situation.

Later, Ankha returns and sat down next to me. With Harvey and Yako around, it's obvious that Ankha doesn't want me probing about his conversation with Lian. So, I decide to play it cool and refrain from asking.

The day winds down without me getting the chance to ask. I guess it slipped my mind amidst all the other things vying for my attention.

3rd Person's POV:

The following morning was mayhem, chaotic. Harvey was in fact, not in the room. The classroom is crowded with superfluous noises and gestures. These students are going to have Professor Diana for their first period, therefore they don't worry about basic etiquette and proper decorum because they know they won't be reprimanded.

She is also 15 minutes late already.

The instructor from the neighboring classroom then entered, wearing a slightly displeased expression. He was rather old. The pupils returned to their seats as quickly as possible since he appears strict with those wrinkles on his face having another wrinkles on top.

"You are in the first section. Aren't you embarrassed on your behavior?" the instructor inquired, to which silence replied.

"Ms. Diana will be unable to come today as she is seriously sick. She got heavily wet by the rain yesterday. So today you will have a substitute teacher." The teacher continued. Students faces showed signs of worry and confusion.

"You all must be pondering who's swapping her when there really isn't a lot of educators here in the university. And it ain't me. However, there are actually new comers of teachers who aren't formally teachers yet. Currently in training, but since we got into a circumstance like this, and there aren't any other unoccupied teachers, we will let one of the most qualified under training instructors we have to come and teach your class. Have her feel welcomed." The instructor explained.

"Yes sir." The class replied. And as he was talking, a woman entered the room. 

"Let me introduce myself sir! Hi everyone! I am your substitute teacher for today, please call me Lady Deu!" She said with a smile. Purple hair, tube-like top and a mini skirt with a white hat on. Everyone was surprised. Is that even a proper clothing for a teacher?

Almost everyone in the room is fascinated by her looks, and body, and confidence to be wearing such revealing clothes.