Episode 2

Where was she?! He was waiting for her in the cafeteria for 20 minutes! And the heir of the mafia gang hated waiting. Which was probably why she was making him wait. "Hey Trissy!" She yelled coming out of nowhere. "Please don't call me that. Trissy is a girl's name and my aunt calls me that." He said as his cheeks reddened. "The mafia leader's son has an aunt?!" The girl mock-gasped. "Just don't call me it." Tristan groaned. "OK,Tris." The girl laughed. Tristan closed his eyes and sighed. "Look,girlie..." He started."Yuna."she said. "Call me Yuna."

"OK fine then-Yuna, I don't see how I owe you anything. Nobody will believe a word you say and you have no proof." Tristan smirked at his genius-ness. Yuna gave him a creepy smile. She whipped out her phone and said "so you want proof eh?" "Y-yeah." Tristan stuttered freaking out. She showed him her phone screen with a smirk. There, as her wallpaper, was a picture of him stabbing her friend. "That enough proof Tris?" She said sweetly. Tris ground his teeth together."Yes Yuna."he hissed. "Feel free to call me master Yuna." Yuna taunted him. "What do you want Yuna?! Do you want money?! How does 5 million sound?40?!" Tristan snapped. Yuna chuckled at him. "I don't want your money,Tris.I'm already as rich as can be. You may have not recognized me yet, but I'm Yuna Shiroi. The principal's daughter. And you know Prince Karniki Shiroi don't you? The one that decided to own a few schools for high schoolers?" Yuna said in a voice as sweet as honey. Tristan ground his teeth together again. "Fine then what do you want?!" He asked her. She put a finger to her chin,pretending to think. "How cool would it be to have the greatest mafia gang leader's son as your servant?" She said innocently.

Tristan whooped. Never had he been so happy to go home. Yuna had made his day hell,ordering him to carry her books around and copy down notes for her. It was embarrassing and his fans kept on gaping at them. Yuna just ignored them like they were ants.

And now... He was able to go home! Yippee! His phone buzzed. A text. From his driver Rem.

Sorry master the car broke down at the main rd.

Yr father said you should walk home instd.

Sorry

Tristan sighed.But even walking could not down his spirits. Atleast soon he would be far away from school and Yuna and in his nice , luxurious mansion. A limo pulled up next to Tristan as he started walking home. One of the tinted-black window rolled down and Yuna's annoying face popped out. "What happened to your ride Tris?" She asked him curiously. "Eh...it broke down." Tristan said reluctantly. He begged her with his eyes not to say anything else but she ignored him. "Get in the car. I'll drive you home." She said. "No really,it's fine. I'd prefer to walk.Its not that far away anyway." Tristan said quickly. "Oh I almost forgot..." Yuna said casually. "I have a photo of you-"

"-Never mind, you can drive me home!" Tristan said quickly and Yuna smiled. "You're a funny guy, Zhao Cheng." Yuna said. "I wish I could say the same." Tristan muttered under his breath as he climbed into the car.

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