After my mother hovered around and repeatedly interrogated me, I could only reply that I would reconsider my choices, so that I could persuade her to allow me return back home.
It entangled so many risk, plus I wasn’t really knowledgeable in this area.
I regrettably lack enough private time since my dad got back home, because he quickly informed my mom everything occurred during the conference.
Of course, she seemed indignant.
They seemed angry regarding the whole affair, though I was not certain whether they were upset because I didn’t want to be Luna, or simply because I was keeping them within the shadows concerning everything. Through the moment that the dispute was over, I noticed that, all I had gained was the conviction that I should keep my plan secretly.
The plan to pursue some training.
Additionally, they attempted to inquiring me regarding my Goddess mark, yet I purposefully avoided answering questions until they stopped trying. That was the thing I must preserve very carefully and probably would not ever share with them. I respected both of them and was eternally grateful for having my mom and dad, however there was also something I couldn’t explain to anyone.
Apart from my freshly acquired connections with others, or rather absence of them, class continued as usual. Ava also had decided
to turn into my current biggest follower and would join me each moment, especially in the library. It was initially unsettling to always have her around me, yet I understood she had no malicious intent. I was also starting to become comfortable with her presence these days. She seemed like a truly kind buddy after all, so her optimism occasionally gave me the boost I required.
Despite the fact I genuinely appreciated her as a friend, I continued to be reluctant to share personal information with her. I attributed it to my relationship with Zoey from my previous life that I still had the impression that I would remain behind barriers and not ever be willing to genuinely reach out to somebody.
Fortunately, Ava seemed not to be at all bothered by my cautious demeanor.
By the contrary, Bash was the one I should make special efforts to keep away from. He occasionally greeted me in the hallway when I grabbed his attention, though I was actually having trouble facing him. Following the meeting with the Alpha, he mentioned certain things to me that I found myself unable to forget.
He had wished for us to part things and hoped for not dealing with each other again. I was certain that the entire conversation with Benjamin was the sole reason for he had been so pleasant to me thereafter.
I felt so guilty and ashamed each moment I looked into his expressions. He simply felt sorry for me since he had witnessed my vulnerable emotional state. I was certain he wasn’t going to even acknowledge me during school when he hadn’t seen it. Even though he was too courteous to express it directly, I was trying to honor his intentions.
Aside from them, I additionally realized that many others around the school, including many teachers, were beginning to regard me
strangely. On the rare occasion when they made an effort to look towards me, I could hear murmurs and their faces ranged from concerned to annoyed. In addition to Benjamin’s identity, ‘Saintess‘ as well as ‘Goddess mark‘ were commonly heard. As an outcome, I discovered that nobody ever tried to approach me, since they were too afraid of me because of my freshly acquired mark.
When I realized some people were keeping themselves away, it came up to be amusing sometimes. In a particular case, I chose to stand queued up to get food in the canteen and saw that there was a two–meter–radius of emptiness surrounding me, feeling like I was inside a cocoon. I tried to tell myself that their minds were immature, so their thoughts weren’t that important. But, even the lecturers, who were adults, seemed uncomfortable with me.
As soon as I got back to my regular timeline, I continued with my plan for training. I had said to my parents that I would start doing the homework after class, so it didn’t matter if I was taking advantage to sneak into a long–abandoned gymnasium on this occasion. I was not sure exactly which or what I should be training, so I basically struck and punched a boxing sack, performed push- ups, and sometimes weightlifting.
I soon started trying to force myself over my body’s limitations. I thought when I used more effort to get around, my tendons would swiftly expand to make up for it. Ultimately, the outcomes weren’t much, though I could see that I was quickly burned out. I was able to sense the price that was putting upon my body, when I was trying to force myself to train for an entire day as well as doing my homework until midnight.
After beginning my intense workout, it had been fourteen days and that day, class had nearly ended. I was thrilled since I planned to try adding more pounds to my weightlifting. As usual, I grabbed my belongings and went directly to the abandoned gymnasium.
That room was small, therefore no one would use it any more. Many others also opted to utilize some of the larger gyms within the school grounds rather than it. However, since I wanted to be alone, this option was ideal for me. I also started to familiar with this room, that had the numerous fractures across the construction and the accumulation of dirt in the majority of spots.
I began to notice my body getting particularly woozy once I came to the building, though I understood the outcomes couldn’t be gotten easily. I put on my punching gloves and started warming up by giving the sack my all–out effort.
Nevertheless, within just a few minutes of practice, I started getting dizzy and my eyes started to fill with black spots. Yet I persisted, pushing myself to move forward.
Each time I thought about halting, I would only think of Benjamin’s picture when he had injured me, so the suffering I had gone through could surge my enthusiasm and encourage myself to continue on.
Unexpectedly, my grip skipped the punching sack and I sensed my body couldn’t keep up.
I barely made it on time to fling both arms outward and grasp the sack in order to keep myself from slamming the floor. I had come very close from injuring my own.
“What on earth do you do?” someone screamed through the door.
I attempted to glance up, though it was difficult to see because of how blurry my eyesight was at that time.