Redo of a Romanceless Author's Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth

Chapter 244. The Valentine’s Day School Dance: What’s Troubling Alicia. (4/5)

What should have been the last song had ended quite some time ago, but nobody had left the gymnasium yet so the DJ had played one more song. The reason nobody left… was because everyone’s eyes had been on the two of us. The guy who showed up to snatch the girl everyone thought was with the student council president.

What truly left them stunned in place was how intimate our actions were. Alicia obviously wasn’t resistant to me at all. She wasn’t being forced and was even reciprocating.

It was something they could never imagine seeing from the angelic Saint Alicia.

By the time the extra song finished, I’d positioned ourselves close to the gymnasium's main exit. The student council president had been dumbfoundedly staring at us this entire time, unresponsive to anyone around him. Thankfully, he hadn’t moved from his spot.

He’d had the rug pulled out from under his feet by some random stranger he'd never seen before. It was like a smear on his perfect existence. To lose the girl that was his target. The girl that got away. The one who didn’t easily succumb to his charms like all the other girls. Though at some point she may have had a small crush on him, Alicia back then thought of it as nothing more than being closer friends with him than other guys she was friends with.

She wasn’t the type to recognize feelings of love because she was so focused on her studies and the problems at home with her family. Both her little brother and her mother. A romantic relationship was the last thing on her mind.

“Sorry, Alicia, I’ve got to get out of here now or it will get troublesome if everyone snaps out of their stupor.”

“Yeah. How are you going to get out of this one though?”

“Haha, well, just watch and see I guess.”

With the song over, and everyone still stunlocked, I discreetly unzipped my sweater using Alicia’s body as cover before I turned around. I was only a few meters away from the exit when the song finished. I’d timed things carefully to end up in the ideal position.

I took a few steps forward and when I was two meters from the exit I sprinted forward at full speed toward the gymnasium’s main entrance where two blond-haired girls were posted up inside the gym. One was standing while the other was seated on a chair.

Only one of the two girls reacted in time, the one standing. The identity of the girl who reacted to my escape was the student council vice president I bumped into on my way in. It seemed she was drawn back inside by the commotion when I snatched Alicia up in front of everyone.

Right as my right leg stepped out the door, at the last second she extended her arm out. She grabbed onto the back of my sweater. My arms slipped right out of my sleeves and she fell backward landing on the ground as she’d leaned back while putting her full weight into trying to stop me. I’d abandoned the sweater. Thankfully, she didn’t see my face. I kicked the wooden peg holding the door open out. The door closed behind me as I reached over the table at the side and grabbed the chair. I hurriedly wedged it up against the door to keep it shut then fled down the hallway.

This action would make this event a bit more serious. The security cameras would catch my face on camera after all. Even if I was disguised, they’d have seen me leaving and returning to the gym in this getup. Though I did my best to disguise myself outside the direct line of sight of the camera in the hall, it would still be strange for me to suddenly pop out of thin air on the way back. I didn’t have time to make a flawless getaway though as I was in a rush. I had to choose between getting in a small bit of trouble with the school versus the wrath of the student body.

Regarding my relationship with the two girls, the school wouldn’t step in on that matter. The romantic relationships between students weren’t their jurisdiction. They’d just view it as matters between children. Blocking the entrance off was another story altogether though.

That could get me a suspension. But at least they wouldn’t go about spreading the information that I was the one with Alicia.

Resigned, I looked up at the camera in the hall as I ran down the hallway to the secondary exit I’d come out of earlier. However, I was shocked when I saw a piece of paper taped in front of it.

What the hell? I’m sure that wasn’t there when I went to my locker earlier.

Who- Rosa! That’s it! I hadn’t seen her in the gymnasium when I got back or the entire time while dancing with Alicia. She must have given those third-year guys the slip saying she needed to go to the washroom or something. She was probably escorted out of the gym by them right after I left. 

When I made it to the door I’d wedged the pencil in, I noticed it had moved a bit.

That’s it. The pencil must have been what tipped her off. She must have followed me out this exit and discovered the pencil. She then reasoned I’d likely be making an escape out of the gymnasium's main entrance and sneaking back in through this side entrance. Such an idea would come naturally to a girl with the mindset of an assassin. She likely decided to obstruct the cameras she anticipated I’d pass by with paper once she figured out my escape route. If that was the case, I probably wasn’t caught on camera in my disguise when I headed back to the gym.

While countless thoughts flew through my mind, my body kept in motion the entire time. I entered the small passage after I picked up my blazer and shoes from beside the locker. I closed the door all the way in behind me as I threw on my blazer. 

I licked my hand and ruffled my hair up using my saliva to make my hair look the way it normally did. Ugh, gross. It was gross, but it was a necessary sacrifice. Damn it, I wish I didn’t style my hair now. It turned out to be an unnecessary precaution in case my escape didn’t go as smoothly as it had. How was I supposed to know in advance though? Oh well. Whatever, no point crying over spilled milk.

I removed my colored contacts and put them in the case I had in my pants pocket. Lastly, I removed my new shoes and slipped back into my old ones. I placed my new shoes inside my blazer and kept my hands in my blazer pockets to hold them up from underneath. Like this, it wouldn’t be very noticeable.

I cracked open the door and confirmed no one was looking this way. It played out exactly as I’d expected. Everyone was crowded around the gymnasium’s main entrance door. The teacher who’d been at this door had also gone over to the main entrance because of the commotion that was stirred up. 

The chair had served the dual purpose of being there to buy time for me to change and to cause a distraction that would lure this teacher away while simultaneously drawing everyone’s eyes in the process. If they couldn’t get the door open in the end, they’d simply use this exit or another one to get out. Aside from this exit, there was one more exit on the opposite side of the gymnasium on the DJ’s end. Not to mention the fact that there was an emergency fire exit door that led straight outside, so it’s not like I’d trapped everyone in the gym or anything.

When I thought about it though, blocking off one exit with a chair was one thing, but Rosa had blocked off the security cameras with paper… wouldn’t she get in a lot more trouble for something like that? 

No, I shouldn’t underestimate her. She’s the sneaky assassin who snuck her way into my heart without me even realizing it. She must have thought of something.

I slipped inside the gymnasium keeping my hands in my pocket. Now that I was in, I was finally safe.

I scanned through the crowd but I didn’t find Rosa anywhere. I did, however, see Alicia. A bunch of girls were excitedly grilling her for all the juicy details they could get.

As for the student council president and vice president, they were both at the gymnasium entrance with a few teachers trying to open the door. I thought they wouldn’t get it open, but I was wrong. It suddenly opened up like magic. They weren’t bashing their bodies against it or anything extreme. They were just trying to open it the normal way. It seems they thought the mechanism was just malfunctioning a bit rather than it being because of a chair blocking the other side.

The student council president was the first to step outside the door. He shot a glare down the hallway but didn’t so much as see my back. I was already long gone as far as he was concerned.

On my way out of the gymnasium, I passed by the vice president and a brown-eyed blond with glasses who’d been at the main exit with her. Thankfully, it seemed neither of them had recognized me on my way out this second time around. When I got out of the gymnasium, I discovered the chair hadn’t fallen down. Rather, it was still upright off to the side hidden behind the open door. I was naturally confused. Had Rosa somehow removed it remotely and escaped? If she’d been right behind the door when it opened the student council president would have seen her.

Where was she now?