I Marked My Arch-Nemesis Omega - Chapter 3

Sheng Yu felt a bit irritated. “Why didn’t they notify us in advance?”

“Uh… actually, they did. You probably just missed it,” Bai Ying replied.

Sheng Yu pressed her lips together, rummaged through her drawer for a mask and a hat, put them on, and stepped out again.

She headed to the railing she had scouted earlier, took a running start, leaped up, grabbed the top horizontal bar, pushed off with her feet, and effortlessly flipped over, landing steadily on the other side.

Glancing back at the school, she brushed off nonexistent dust from her clothes. Though she had scouted the spot specifically for this purpose, she hadn’t expected to pull this stunt on her very first day.

She went to the nearest neural-computer store and bought a new portable model that could shrink in size. Thankfully, payments could be made via retinal scan now—otherwise, it would’ve been a hassle. After logging into the device, she stood by the roadside and sent a message.

[Sheng Yu: Mom, my neural-computer got confiscated. Might be out of touch for a while.]

She waited briefly, but there was no reply. It didn’t surprise her—this was typical. Scrolling through their chat history, it was mostly her sending ten messages for every one response.

Tucking the device away, Sheng Yu surveyed her surroundings, tugged her hat lower, and adjusted her mask upward until only her eyes were visible. Despite the thorough disguise, passersby still stole glances at her.

Instead of returning to school, she checked into a well-reviewed hotel and slept until ten the next morning.

There was a message on her neural-computer from Liao Keke—unsurprisingly, this girl had also hidden a spare device.

[Liao Keke: You’re something else. First night out, now skipping class on day two.]

[Sheng Yu: You never told me you had a spare. Made me go out and buy one.]

[Liao Keke: Blame yourself for not reading the notices. But damn, just walking out like that? Legend. Gotta go—class is starting. Not as bold as you.]

Since she was already late, Sheng Yu didn’t rush back. She leisurely enjoyed a good meal before hailing a cab to school.

Returning to the same railing, she checked her surroundings, confirmed no one was watching, and swiftly scaled it again.

“Who’s there?”

The sudden female voice startled her. Sheng Yu glanced back but didn’t get a clear look, bolting straight into a nearby grove without slowing down. She heard the girl’s voice again—apparently, someone else had been caught climbing the fence.

Relieved, Sheng Yu circled back to the dorm, changed into her uniform, and returned to class under the collective gaze of her peers. Thick-skinned as ever, she ignored the stares. Two seats in the back row were empty—she chose the one by the window.

Eyeing the vacant seat beside her, she raised an eyebrow. Whoever it was must’ve been even bolder than her, still absent at this hour.

Strangely, despite skipping a whole morning of classes, no teacher came to reprimand her.

“Totally normal here,” Zhang Yunsu explained, lowering her voice mid-sentence. “At Thirteenth High, teachers only teach. Discipline is mostly the student council’s job. The faculty can’t control the students, so they just don’t bother.”

“Seriously? That’s a thing?” Sheng Yu arched an eyebrow.

Zhang Yunsu twitched the corner of her mouth. “Getting caught by the student council isn’t a good thing either… You’d better be careful. The current student council president is Song Qing from Class One—an A-rank Alpha.”

Sheng Yu nodded, her mind wandering back to the voice she’d heard by the railing earlier. She still had no idea who that girl was.

Seeing Sheng Yu’s expression, Zhang Yunsu knew further advice was pointless and simply dropped the subject.

Sheng Yu’s deskmate didn’t arrive until after the third class in the afternoon. A male Beta, he looked terrible, as if he’d just gone through something horrifying.

“Switch seats with me. I want the one by the window.”

“On what grounds?” Sheng Yu leaned against the wall, arms crossed as she gave him a once-over. “I was here first.”

The classroom instantly fell silent, all eyes turning toward their corner.

“If you don’t want this seat, go find another desk and chair and sit behind me. This spot’s mine now too.” Sheng Yu stretched her legs, propping one foot on the neighboring chair, and rested her chin on her hand, watching him.

Sheng Yu had been notorious at her old school as a troublemaker—though she never picked fights first. But when provoked, she never backed down either. Honestly, this was the first time she’d seen someone make such an entitled “request” with a straight face.

“Don’t mess with me. Move,” he repeated.

Sheng Yu narrowed her eyes. “What, you wanna fight?”

“Sheng Yu, what’s going on?” Liao Keke walked in, arms laden with snacks, and dumped them onto Sheng Yu’s desk. “These are from people who asked me to bring them to you. Also, they wanted to know if you’re free for dinner tonight.”

Sheng Yu lowered her leg and idly picked through the snacks, answering Liao Keke offhandedly. “I got here first and took this seat. Now this guy’s trying to force me to give it up, telling me not to provoke him. Guess he’s looking for a fight.”

“Oh?” Liao Keke perked up, rolling up her sleeves.

The classroom grew even quieter. Everyone exchanged glances, realizing their days ahead wouldn’t be peaceful.

The male Beta’s expression darkened further. He scoffed. “Alphas really are something else.”

“Tch.” Sheng Yu tossed aside the snack in her hand, brows furrowing as her voice took on a wounded tone. “So when you told me not to provoke you, was it because a differentiated Beta is somehow better than someone who hasn’t differentiated yet? Why is it that when you’re the one making unreasonable demands, it suddenly looks like we’re bullying you?”

“Everyone, whose fault do you think this is—mine or his?” Sheng Yu lowered her gaze briefly before looking up again, eyes now red-rimmed, her voice even more pitiful. “I was here first…”

Liao Keke: “…”

“Sheng Yu did get here first.”

“If you want someone to switch seats, at least ask nicely.”

“I’d be happy to sit with Sheng Yu. Want to trade with me instead?”

The murmurs grew louder, voices gradually rising.

The male Beta stared at Sheng Yu for a long moment before slamming his bag onto the seat beside her and sitting down, his face darker than ever.

“Guess that settles it. I’ll head back then. So, dinner tonight?”

“Who else is coming?”

“A few other Alphas.”

“I think I’m probably a Beta, so tell them to save their efforts.” Sheng Yu picked out two packs and pushed the rest of the snacks toward the edge of the table. “You should take these back—I don’t need this many.”

Liao Keke didn’t reply, just stared at Sheng Yu with a conflicted expression. Sheng Yu glanced at the snacks on the table and sighed. “Fine, go back to class. I’ll keep the snacks.”

“Thanks.” Liao Keke exhaled in relief, smiling. “I’ll head back then. If anyone gives you trouble, let me know.”

“No one can mess with me.” Sheng Yu shot a look at the person sitting nearby before pulling the snacks back toward himself.