Ding! Ding! Ding!

The electronic bell rang, signifying the end of their final lesson. And the same time the tension broke. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry to do something.

A minute later, Max sat with speechlessness under his calm facade.

'I swear I haven't seen them this hurried before.'

In fact, he had always been the first to leave the class for the past, more than one year. Taking their moment of obliviousness, being preoccupied with small talks between themselves. He would calmly walk out

But today, Class Five was the first to have all their students assembled in the Hallway.

If anything, there was no doubt he would be the topic of their discussion so he chose to spend the next ten minutes on doing something else instead.

'Finally' Max sighed, excitement clouding his expression as he brought out his phone.

A black Diamond 1 Series that was uncommonly used among the Elites.

Diamond was similar in fame to the iPhones marketed by Apple in his previous life, on earth to be precise.

Extremely valued for their exaggerated prize, and considered a trend.

Not using it would have made him stand out than he hoped, and possibly be named a poor loser.

'Even a loser would use this anyway.'

Other than the Black Series, there was Silver, Gold, and then Diamond. Each differing price.

His black series, however, was worth as much as the Gold ones, since he had much more money to spend than his allowance.

Tap tap tap… The minute movement of his fingers created subtle sounds as he inputted his passcodes.

(F U C K Y O U) He typed, imbuing a space between each capital letter. As it showed unlocked, a sly smirk crept up his chin as he stared at the screen saver.

One of his glorious encounters.

It was the scene of the Principal suffocating himself between two huge bosoms belonging to the P.E Instructor of the Girls Team.

A pervert, stalker, nerd, jerk… He could be any of those as long as his heart found it justified to whom he was doing it to.

He had long since taken control of the school cameras without them knowing.

He wasn't lacking preys, and could possibly blackmail anybody he wanted.

'Ah, a hot sex in the locker room sounds thrilling.' As he thought of this, he felt his blood gathering between his legs. Quickly dispersing these thoughts, he hurriedly exhaled and taped on the black white icon with a star.

(Star Gram) The most popular social media and was a flexing ground for the rich scions to oppress and compete with each other.

(Max)

His name appeared alongside his profile picture which was a picture of his abs.

'Eight fucking packs. Oh my, never dreamt of that.' much more than his carved chest, he admired his abs more.

(0 Followers and Following)

He glanced at his followers and quickly shook his head.

'Well, my undercover time is over, it's time to start playing it big. It's time to show the world you boys.'

Grinning from ear to ear he tapped on the search icon before typing in a few words which then brought out the profile of a girl in white star dress and her long dirty brown hair tied in a pony tail being her. Her expression was light, she didn't look cheerful nor happy, only a false smile.

Max paused for a moment before shaking his head.

'Poor girl.' He thought to himself, imagining the severe trauma she had been put through to put on such expression.

'Hmm, she seems to be the type of girl with no character. Those who had been robbed of the ability to make decisions for themselves. Often bent to the Will of others and managing to look just fine.' Max thought to himself as he stared at her thin lips remembering the cold scene when he parted them with his cock.

He made a few enlargements and swipes before exiting the picture.

Then the inbox icon turned colorless as he taped on it. Bringing him to her dm.

'My my, the internet is a world of its own.'

Contradicting his thoughts his fingers typed another thing.

(You took my virginity.)

Those were the only words he typed.

Seeing the marked icon which meant it had been sent.

He smirked, choosing to leave it at that. This was enough to tell her who he was.

Although, ten minutes wasn't up, he'd nothing to do, so he decided to leave…

The moment he opened the door though…

"It's him."