"This ... please accept!" A girl handed over a letter, and from its feminine color, it was clear what it contained.
While the one who was handed the letter, a tall young man with slightly furrowed eyebrows though his face was still flat with no change. The look in his eyes was bored and somewhat disgusted.
"Don't ever send me this kind of thing again!" he exclaimed making the girl jump in surprise with an unfriendly tone. The gathered people who were chanting words to accept the girl's confession also gasped in shock, the atmosphere was instantly silent.
However, without waiting for others to react, he simply left. Not by accepting the proffered letter or caring about anything else.
This was not the first time this had happened. What upset the young man was that it was only this time that those damn girls were getting bolder. At first in a quiet place like the backyard of the school, now when he had just finished his basketball game, suddenly approached just like that.
"Alvero! You know you're too rude, don't you?" The call from behind instantly put an arm around his shoulders, their height level.
"It's her own fault it's so annoying. As if confident of being accepted by me, huh!" With his flat tone he sneered, the friend who came over could only sigh. He already knew how his friend acted.
That boy was clearly the prince of the college. Extremely popular and coveted despite just sitting still and sighing, just looking at him would probably send girls into convulsions. Okay, that's a bit exaggerated, but it describes how excited the prince's fans were.
Dozens of love letters from both his own classmates and even seniors or juniors. It seemed like half the girls in this school were secretly sending him letters. The bravest would confess directly, and today's incident was the most revealing.
"Never mind, I know you're not interested in girls at all. Are you gay? Oh, God don't fall in love with me please!" he screamed dramatically.
The other's eyes narrowed sharply, instantly making his friend fall silent. Closing his mouth with a zipper pull sign. How could he not think his friend was gay, even from a sexy girl with big bouncing balls or a cute little girl. Nothing moved him.
"They just want something from me," he muttered still audible to the person next to him.
"Oh come on, I understand that you're smart, handsome and rich. You've got everything the girls want, but if you don't try them how do you know that they've got some ulterior motive for you!" his lecture was only met with a roll of the eyes as if bored.
Secretly cursing inwardly. Alvero Gusfan, his family was famous for its hereditary business that was well known throughout the country. Goods under their name could be found in almost every electronics store. From mid-range to exclusive with fantastic prices.
As the eldest son of the Gusfan family, one would think that he would be the one to continue the family business. Only Alvero and his annoying friend Davon knew the complexities of their family.
"Yeah, you date casually and then decide if you're bored it's okay. Instead of being plagued with confessions," his suggestion was dismissed outright.
"I'm not a playboy like you, Davon."
"Hey-Hey wait! I only care about you, you know!" Davon who had light brown hair with a wicked smile. His behavior always annoyed Alvero.
Following his friend who was already walking fast ahead, Davon chuckled. It was really fun to tease him, Davon shook his head. Only the ice prince known by others was actually irritable and had a thousand stabbing words in return if arguing.
Of course as his best friend from childhood Davon knew very well he would not win if he argued with Alvero. He was no less handsome, a sharp nose with a firm jaw and sharp eyes, but balanced with a smile that was always bright that did not give a gloomy impression. He really looked like a mature man at the age of 19.
Not a few were hooked. However, his bad name has spread throughout the school, after all, a playboy is not ashamed to hold a girl in class even when confronted by a teacher, it's immoral. Moreover, the girls he held never lasted more than a month.
It's really like subscribing to an app, there's a time limit. Rather than being with a bastard, of course the cold prince was perfect whether it was his grades that never dropped from the number 1 notice board, or his handsome though not as firm as Davon, his blond hair perfectly matched his pale white skin.
Alvero carries a sense of handsome elegance and dignity. People vied to win his heart, but the heart of stone never crumbled.
. . .
The luxurious and majestic mansion was visible from the moment the gates opened, the black saloon car slowly entering the courtyard. It was a long distance away, until the moment he set foot on the doorstep he was greeted by the butler.
"First Young Master, all the family is gathered." To others it might have been a casual greeting, but to Alvero he knew the butler's specific intention in reminding him.
Yes, he meant "all the family" without him.
As soon as he entered the house, the living room was warm with his mother and father chatting happily with his younger brother. They asked how school was going, what had happened, or if there were any difficulties. Questions that were impossible to ask him.
"Shouldn't you greet me when you enter the house? How rude!" His father's exclamation stopped him from climbing the stairs.
"Oh, there's someone who's aware of my presence," he retorted, provoking her father to shout back.
"You ... disobedient son of a parent! Where did you learn to disrespect your parents? Look at the way you're talking!" The shouting echoed throughout the house, making the servants who were working shrink from passing by. That's how things were in Gusfan's house on a daily basis.
A rich, famous and glorified family. Unfortunately, it wasn't as glamorous as the television interviews. It was all a sham full of hypocrisy that he hated more and more.
"Shouldn't a child learn from his parents? Oh or do you realize as a parent you never taught anything?" said Alvero who was fed up.
His return was never welcomed except with shouts. Was he not good enough? No, it was just that in their eyes there was never anything good about him. Those were his parents.
"Alvero! Where are your manners? He's your father!" Adding to his mother's screams, see if anyone in this house, his family supports him? It's funny.
"Brother, just apologize to father. You didn't mean it dad, maybe he was just in a bad mood," said his little brother. Allby, that boy had eyes that were so full round, they made me look at him with that pitiable gaze and feel sorry for him. Too bad he didn't.
The persuasion that meekly won the hearts of his father and mother. However, those veiled words seemed to force him to apologize because he was wrong, blaming himself for other reasons in his sentence. Truly, even a person with naked eyes could see that look of contempt and pride in his eyes.
"Allby, really understand father. You're my only good son. What did you ask for earlier? Did you want a new car? Wait for your license to come out dear, or better yet, let's have a party with your friends for entertainment, aren't you tired of studying all week?"
Without waiting any longer, Alvero lifted his feet and headed back to his room. Not caring about another curse from his blind parents, even if his son was wasteful and did nothing but play there was nothing wrong with that.
The monochrome room wasn't decorated much.
Especially in the corner next to the closet that was not directly visible from the door of the room there was a glass cabinet full of medals, trophies and certificates of competitions that he participated in.
That much, since childhood there has never been less competitions and championships that he won. His grades never dropped, even if he had to study until he had a nosebleed. There was never a word of praise.
His father and mother were like a harmonious family talking about his second achievement outside as if it was normal, that's how he should be. While the slightest thing Allby did would spread until people in their circle knew.
His sweet mouth and soft feminine face. He was a boy, but acted coquettishly like a girl. Alvero didn't hate him, he just disliked the falseness and jealousy that would have been obvious in the absence of his parents.
Was he the heir to the Gusfan family? Probably just a cash cow working for his brother's spree so his mom and dad hadn't kicked him out yet, other than to save face in public.