Chapter 24: Divided Focus (18+)

The quiet of the empty west-wing classroom was thick, the heavy brass deadbolt safely sealing the room from the upcoming lunch hour rush. Down on the floorboards, Professor Genevieve remained on her knees, her long mahogany hair brushing against Leo's denim jeans as her slender, trembling hands completely undid his leather belt. Her strict faculty pride had thoroughly vanished, replaced by an intense, raw devotion thrumming from the matrix baseline.

Ten minutes later, Leo quietly unlocked the deadbolt, slipping back out into the main corridor to let his racing pulse cool down. A short time later, the heavy wooden door pushed open again, and Professor Genevieve stepped out into the hallway. Her professional corporate blazer was re-buttoned, but her pale face was painted in a deep, proud, and heavily flushed crimson glow, a radiant infatuated smirk playing on her parted lips as she adjusted her rimless glasses and marched confidently toward the faculty lounge.

Leo smiled smoothly, his mind still tracing through the raw physical sensations of how incredible her mouth had felt against his skin. He turned the corner past the lockers, completely distracted by the memory

Oof!

Leo bumped firmly into a tall, striking upperclassman walking from the adjacent science stream wing.

The physical impact caused her to stumble back a step, her textbooks nearly slipping from her grip. Leo blinked, his dark-grey eyes narrowing as he took in her appearance. She didn't look like any of the women he had claimed. She had short, razor-sharp golden-chestnut hair cut into a sleek asymmetrical bob and piercing violet eyes that flashed with an immediate, defensive fire. Her posture was model-tier, her tailored university uniform tightly accentuating a hourglass figure and a full bust.

Leo didn't recognize her at all, but the second her violet eyes locked onto his sharp jawline, broad athletic shoulders, and upgraded presence, her eyes widened in a flash of sudden recognition. A deep pink blush instantly painted her cheeks, her stern expression crumbling into a classic, flustered tsundere defense as she aggressively stepped into his personal space.

"Watch where you're going, freshman!" she lectured him sharply, her voice trembling slightly as her gaze subconsciously tracked his chest, completely distracted by his good looks and athletic body. She crossed her arms tightly, trying to hide her nervousness behind an angry facade. "Sprinting around the science corridors like a wild animal... you think you own this hallway just because you have a bit of muscle? Pay attention to your surroundings before you hurt someone!"

Before Leo could even offer a relaxed, smooth apology, the girl let out an annoyed huff, spun on her heel, and marched aggressively down the hall, her heels clicking loudly against the linoleum. Leo stood frozen, completely confused by her sudden explosion. Shaking his head, he walked back down to Row 4 of Lecture Hall 102.

The final afternoon bell finally rang, signaling the end of the day's curriculum. Gideon and Soren leaned over his desk, packing their notebooks.

"Hey Leo, a bunch of us are heading out to the central mall to catch that new sci-fi movie this weekend," Gideon said, throwing his bag over his shoulder. "You've been completely ghosting the boys lately. Come with us, man. It'll be like old times."

"Yeah, bro, take a break from the campus spotlight for one night," Soren laughed, nudging his bicep.

"I'll have to pass this time, guys," Leo offered a relaxed, confident smirk, sliding his phone into his pocket as his thoughts drifted back to Target 4 and Cynthia's missing notifications. "I’ve got some private layouts to handle this weekend. See you tomorrow."

His friends sighed in comical defeat, waving as they exited the courtyard grounds.

Meanwhile, across the university campus, the sun had fully set, plunging the central humanities block into deep, quiet shadows. Chloe pushed open the heavy wooden door of her empty journalism classroom, her messenger bag slung over her shoulder as she began walking down the vacant corridor toward the main exit. Her mind was entirely focused on Leo, a sweet, infatuated smile on her lips as she hummed a soft tune.

Suddenly, a dark, heavy shadow lunged out from the pitch-black entrance of a vacant janitorial closet.

Before Chloe could even register the motion, a powerful, unknown hand shot out from the dark, wrapped firmly around her mouth to stifle her scream into a muffled, terrified gasp, and violently pulled her entire voluptuous frame straight into the deep shadows of the closet. The heavy door shut with a silent, ominous thud.

Chloe’s crimson eyes dilated with absolute panic, her body trembling violently as she squirmed against the iron grip of the cloaked assailant. The face remained completely hidden in the darkness, the identity unrevealed to the quiet room.

"Let's see how your little boy saves his women now," a cold, distorted masculine voice whispered chillingly into her ear, the iron grip tightening around her throat as the final campus lights flickered out, leaving her completely trapped in the dark.

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