I Marked My Mortal Enemy as My Omega - Chapter 3

Sheng Yu was slightly irritated. “Why didn’t they notify us in advance?”

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

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

She headed to the railing she’d scouted earlier. With a running start, she 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’d scouted the spot specifically for this purpose, she hadn’t expected to be sneaking out on her very first day.

At the nearest neural-computer store, she bought a new collapsible portable unit. Thank goodness for iris payment—it would’ve been such a hassle otherwise. After logging in, she sent a message while standing roadside.

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

She waited briefly, unsurprised by the lack of reply—this was typical. Scrolling through their chat history revealed a pattern: ten messages from her for every one response.

Tucking the device away, Sheng Yu adjusted her cap lower and pulled her mask higher until only her eyes showed. Despite the thorough disguise, passersby still stole glances her way.

Instead of returning to school, she checked into a well-reviewed hotel and slept until 10 AM the next day.

One message awaited—from Liao Keke, who’d evidently also hidden a spare neural-computer.

Liao Keke: You’re something else—ditching dorm on day one, skipping class on day two.

Sheng Yu: You never told me you had a spare. Made me go buy another.

Liao Keke: Blame yourself for not reading notices, genius. But damn, just walking out? Hardcore. Gotta go—unlike you, I actually attend class.

Already late, Sheng Yu took her time enjoying a proper meal before hailing a cab back to campus.

Approaching yesterday’s railing, she confirmed no witnesses before swiftly scaling it again.

“Who’s there?”

A female voice startled her mid-vault. Without looking back, Sheng Yu bolted into nearby woods as the voice called out again—apparently spotting another fence-jumper.

Relieved, she circled back to her dorm to change into uniform. When she entered class, all eyes turned her way. Unfazed, she ignored the stares and took the window seat at one of two empty desks in the back row.

Eyeing the neighboring vacant spot, she raised an eyebrow. Someone even bolder than her, skipping this late into the day?

Strangely, no teacher summoned her about the morning’s absence.

“Standard here,” Zhang Yunsu explained sotto voce. “At No. 13 High, teachers just teach. Discipline’s the student council’s job. They gave up enforcing rules when students stopped listening.”

“That’s actually a thing?” Sheng Yu’s eyebrow arched higher.

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 1, 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 persuasion was useless and simply stopped talking.

Sheng Yu’s deskmate didn’t arrive until after third period in the afternoon—a male Beta with an awful complexion, looking like he’d been through something terrifying.

“Switch seats with me. I want the window side.”

“On what basis?” 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 this corner.

“If you don’t want this seat, then go find another desk and chair to put behind me. This empty spot is mine now too.” Sheng Yu stretched her legs, propping one foot on the adjacent chair while resting her chin on her hand, staring at him.

Sheng Yu had been notorious at her previous school, though she never started trouble. But when provoked, she never backed down either. Honestly, this was the first time she’d encountered someone making such an entitled “request.”

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

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

“Sheng Yu, what’s going on?” Liao Keke walked in carrying an armful of snacks, piling them onto the desk. “These are from people asking me to deliver them. Also, they’re wondering if you want to join us for dinner tonight.”

Sheng Yu lowered her leg, picking through the snacks as she casually answered, “I got here first and took this seat. Now this guy wants to force me to give it up, told me not to mess with him—probably wants to fight me or something.”

“Oh really?” Liao Keke’s interest was piqued as she rolled up her sleeves.

The classroom grew even quieter. Students exchanged glances, already sensing turbulent days ahead.

The male Beta’s expression darkened further as he scoffed. “Alphas really are something special.”

“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 mess with you earlier, was it because a differentiated Beta is more special than someone undifferentiated? Why is it that when you try to force unreasonable demands on me, it somehow ends up looking like we’re bullying you?”

“Everyone, whose fault do you think this is?” Sheng Yu lowered her lashes briefly before looking up with reddened eyes, her voice even more pitiful now. “I was clearly here first…”

Liao Keke: “…”

“It’s true Sheng Yu took that seat first.”

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

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

The murmurs grew louder, gradually gaining volume.

The male Beta stared at Sheng Yu for a long moment before throwing his bag onto the seat beside hers and sitting down, his face stormy.

“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 remaining snacks toward the edge of the table. “You should take these back—I don’t need this many.”

Liao Keke didn’t respond, 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 bullies you, let me know.”

“No one can bully me.” Sheng Yu shot another look at the person sitting nearby before pulling the snacks back toward themself.