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The door banged. Thoma's nonchalant expression reflects through the bathroom mirror upon seeing the school's hotshot, Itto, in the middle of unbuttoning his classmate's blouse.
As Itto turned his head he sighed, "Hey, Mr.President. Can you not interrupt us? We're kinda in the middle of something here," The delinquent said in an irritated manner.
Thoma glanced at his wristwatch, "It's already 5 p.m., no students are allowed to stay inside the school premises unless permitted." He deadpanned, keeping his voice devoid of any emotion.
"I-I have to go." The pitiful journalism club secretary dashed off with her head hung low, covering her almost naked breasts with her arms. Itto tried to stop her but his efforts were futile.
"Great." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He then turned to Thoma with a smirk vividly plastered on his face.
"Hey, Mr.President," He started walking towards him, which surprised Thoma. He took a step back when Itto leaned and whispered into his ear, "I've got something for you."
The school delinquent fished out his phone from his back pocket and pulled up a video for Thoma to see. As he played the video, Thoma's eyes widened. It was a video of him and his ex-boyfriend kissing behind the school.
At this point, Thoma had lost his collected facade, "S-stop that!" he tried to seize the phone Itto was holding.
"Uh-oh," Itto whistled, "I never thought that almighty school president would have a flaw."
"Everyone thinks that you are always second to none, I wonder what would happen if the whole school found out that the unambiguous president that they respect so much is gay," he continued.
Thoma's mouth gaped open as he shot a glare to him, "You wouldn't dare."
Itto laughed, "You think so? What if I post it to the school's homepage?"
"Stop. Please. I'll do anything. Just don't leak it." Worry crossed all over Thoma's face.
Itto sneered, not minding the pair of eyes shooting daggers at him. "Anything? You're willing to make a deal with me, the school delinquent, a bully, the most disliked person in the school? Interesting!"
The president just sighed, thinking about what would happen if the video got leaked and how it would impact his reputation, "Anything."
"Hmm," Itto dawdled. There was a few moments of silence and then Itto spoke,
"Be my slave."
Silence.
"What?" Thoma looked at Itto with a daze, totally losing his demeanor.
"You heard me, Mr.President. Your pride or your reputation?" Itto looked at him with a blank expression.
He needed to put in mind that he's gambling with a belligerent scoundrel. The embodiment of evil. The school's headache. However, it's his earned reputation on the line.
"A-alright," He compelled halfheartedly.
"Then it's a deal! You can start tomorrow." Itto slid his hands inside his pockets and dashed off, leaving Thoma on the verge of tearing up. He can sense the hostility lurking behind the delinquent's sadistic smirk.
I made a deal with a devil.