The Only Delicacy

If the other girls saw Kyle now, they would probably die from his charisma. He was infamous for his cool and blank expression. Adding a smile to that expression made it seem like the world was about to come to an end! This would make girls want to risk their lives fighting for him until they own him.

Yes. A war between women would undoubtedly lead to the end of the world.

As she grabbed the door knob, someone inside pulled the door open, making her stumble forward and defenselessly crash towards the person in front of her. Since she could detect killing intent by a distance, especially with someone at close proximity, she did not need to be on guard, for she was assured that the men in front and at the back of her had none.

She did not bother to utilize any defensive or offensive stances, for they were all useless, she thought. She needed to save as much energy as possible for her next mission. This showed how much she trusted her instincts.

At the same time, the young man caught her and greedily embraced her delicate upper body in his arms as tight as he could, feeling up her entirety and making Kyle hide back his cell phone into the deepest parts of his pockets while glaring at the young man embracing her. However, the young man did not bother to care for the man behind her, he only cared for the girl. So, he greeted her with a bright smile.

"Morning, Li!" A young man of the same age popped up into her field of vision as she looked upwards.

He was another handsome gentleman who looked very much like Kyle, except for his black long layered hairstyle and his face that was bare of glasses.

Why did they look so alike, you say? Simply speaking, they were twins.

Yes, twins, who, in fact, had nothing in common, except for their looks and brains.

By brains, it meant that he was the second highest overall achiever of the batch. Why was he only the second? Because he found it tiring to become the personal maid or helper of all the teachers, tiring to become the next successor of the family business, tiring to fight with his elder brother over the position, and, most of all, tiring to not be himself:

A free individual who had other visions for the future.

Needless to say, the other unreachable and otherworldly being, on par with Kyle, was none other than Kevin, his own blood-related younger brother by one minute.

People would rarely see the two of them together, which was a good thing. If they kept seeing those two together, the world would be coated with nosebleed, bringing deaths by endangering womankind and, as an effect, endangering the whole of humanity, itself.

This was yet another similarity between the two of them. Wait, the earlier statement was wrong. They had more things in common, aside from their looks and brains.

The simple-yet-stunning-look was his kind of style, wherein many girls who saw him had never made it back to reality and drifted off to wonderland.

Even their styles of wearing their uniforms were different.

Kevin did not want to feel confined as much as possible. He wanted to feel free and open!

Thus, Kevin styled his uniform according to his liking, such as unbuttoning his white polo shirt several times, loosening his dark blue necktie, unbuttoning his blazer jacket, wearing a silver chain necklace, and lastly, folding his sleeves up a couple of times until it reached his elbows.

He was a fashionable individual who believed that clothes made up the person. For him, he would certainly go as far as to say that clothes were a form of art that told a story. Not just one story, but many.

Like stories about how or what that person's currently feeling, who gave those clothes to that person and whether the one who gave it was important to that person or not, how financially successful that person was as to whether he or she had the money to afford branded clothes, and, most of all, how that person saw him or herself and whether he or she would value and love him or herself no matter who he or she was.

Some teachers commented about his 'unique' style, including the guards by the gate. Whether they reprimanded or complimented him, he did not care. He gave them all the same answer with a bright smile, "I'm just being me. No harm done."

Indeed, violating the dress code equaled no harm done according to him.

Since Kevin answered politely, they could not bring themselves to punish or yell at him. He was certainly like the sun. Hence, they simply tried to converse with him about it. But no matter how much they tried to talk some sense into him, he answered the same answer, not a word more or less.

They witnessed, first-hand, how geniuses were so eccentric.

Of course, Kyle was no exception. He dressed neatly and orderly, without a speck of dirt. As a matter of fact, too much.

One could see how his collar was too highly buttoned up and his necktie firmly tightened onto his neck that it made others feel choked themselves. Yet, according to him, it was all in line with the dress code. When the teachers, including the guards and other employees, saw this, they began persuading him to loosen up once in a while.

Maintaining that kind of image was, no doubt, utterly tiring.

However, it never bore fruit. Kyle's answer always remained the same, "Hm? What's wrong with the way I dress? Aren't I following the dress code?"

When they tried reasoning with him, Kyle answered back, "I'm not breaking any rules, aren't I?" With that one answer, they had no choice but to shut their mouths. They were at a loss answering Kyle's logical and reasonable question.

After a year passed by, the adults lost all hope and gave up changing the twin's style. They concluded to let them stay as the way they like, instead of arguing with them in circles.

"Why can they not just dress normally?" The adults sighed upon themselves.

However, if the twins did as they say, would they really be themselves?

No. As eccentric geniuses who imposed their will, like kings, upon others, it was only natural that changing even the way they dress was like, in a game, a hell mode.

Moreover, little by little, the adults started becoming influenced by their way of thinking.

Indeed, there was no harm done. Why were they so against them in the first place?

Without realizing it, the adults soon forgot about their own logic and accepted the twin's logic, like it was theirs ever since the beginning.

Seeing how different the twins dressed, one could tell that the next huge difference would be their personality.

If Kyle was the cool and aloof gentleman, indifferent like the dead of the night, then Kevin was the amiable and cute gentleman that was as bright as the sun, showering others with light wherever he went.

These twins were like yin and yang. They were polar opposites, but, from an outsider's perspective, were still meant to be.

In fact, some girls went as far as pairing them up within their dreams. Or, to be more accurate, in their fantasies. But unfortunately, it was never meant to be. Never anything, but a fantasy.

After admiring how expensive those clothes and shoes in front of her could be and how she could barely afford even a tenth of each of their prices, she then remembered what Kevin said, which turned her mood downwards again by 180 degrees.

"Li?" Veins in her forehead began to faintly pop up one after the other. She glared at him with all her might, hating that nickname to the core.

"Why are these twins now seeking trouble with me?" She thought, while adding a couple of curses into that statement.

Of course, the kinds of curses she used were, "I hope more trouble comes in your way!" and the like. She did not know how to properly curse, because she was never taught how to. She also did not bother to learn, because it was pretty useless.

Her not knowing how to curse and not realizing that these twins had actually liked her were proof of how innocent she was. Moreover, her mother, who never had the time to even greet her, would never even bother teaching her these things, for they were a waste of her time.

However, as if he never saw it to begin with, Kevin received her glare with a bright and lovely smile and admired the beauty standing in front of him like a treasure, because it just made her all the more endearing as always.

That beauty was none other than his beloved sweetheart, Scarlet.