Chapter 2: Letter of Recommendation

The next morning Sonia received a phone call that shocked her: 'How did he find out?'

The one who called her was the dean of the high school, letting her know that Amon Tang's enrollment was accepted and he could start on Friday, or choose to start on Monday.

Amon came down to breakfast.

His eyes were slightly red, possibly a sign of poor sleep quality or lack of sleep.

Everyone was already sitting around the table and even eating. Seeing Amon arrive, Sonia said, "Amon, sit down and eat some as well."

"Uh." Amon nodded and sat down.

Unlike what they thought, Amon was quite elegant as he sat and ate. Despite the haunting aura he had, and the look that made them shiver, he didn't show any indiscipline at the table.

After eating, Amon surprised everyone again when he voluntarily went to the sink and began to practically wash the dishes.

'Did he do these things at my parents' house?' Sonia looked a little shocked.

"You." Maísa, who had finished eating, approached the sink with the plate she used: "Give me space, I want to use the sink too."

"Okay." His voice was indifferent but as calming as the spring breeze, slowly seeping into Maisa's ears.

He only said a single word but, when she heard it, the tips of her ears turned red and a blush spread across her neck.

"I..." Maisa looked up and happened to look him in the eye. She was stunned for a few seconds, but snorted and forced herself to hide her embarrassment: "Humph! It's fine."

Amon had finished washing the plate he'd soiled. Turning off the faucet, he wiped his hand and made way for Maisa.

Julia giggled at the sight of this scene. She wasn't too far away, as she also finished eating and came to bring the dishes, but she didn't expect to see such a scene.

As a transfer student, Amon did not have a school uniform, though measurements had already been taken and the uniform ordered.

Amon was wearing a white t-shirt with a black jacket over it, along with jeans and white sneakers. He was wearing the hood of his jacket, and you could only see his dangerous eyes and some of his hair. The jet black hair was slightly messy and his lips were a bit full and slightly reddish, although they were incredibly desirable, his eyes that were as sharp as a sword blade made him look hot and dangerous.

Julia had an amused smile as she looked at Amon. Maísa was a little stunned, but she snorted inwardly and turned away.

"I'll take you three to school." Julio said with a friendly smile as he looked at Amon and touched his shoulder: "At Stefano School, the curriculum is one of the best in country Z; with the best teachers, you will adapt soon and enjoy this school a lot."

Amon looked at the hand that was holding his shoulder, but didn't comment on it, just shrugging his shoulder; Julio retracts his hand awkwardly. Amon said with the same indifference as always, "Okay."

"This boy..." Julia didn't like it one bit to see how Amon acted, but she didn't want to stress about it in the morning.

Fifteen minutes later...

"Have a good day," Julio said goodbye to them.

As they walked towards the school gate, Julia, with a friendly smile and her eyes closed, said, "Amon, if you have any questions and need help, you can count on me. By the way, you need to go to the principal's office first, yes?"

Amon looked at her and nodded.

"Okay, we'll take you there." Julia opened her eyes gently and returned to smiling with her eyes closed.

"We? There's no 'we', I'm not coming; you can do it yourself!" With her backpack over her right shoulder, she left after huffing at Amon.

Amon's presence was soon noticed, not because he was incredibly handsome or anything, but because, initially, he was walking alongside the two most popular sisters in school. And, even though Maisa leaves, Julia was the one who was the most adored by so many; by boys and she was even admired by some girls.

But, when they noticed his rambunctious walking posture and looked into his eyes, they backed off and didn't dare to look directly into his eyes again. They felt like a weak lamb in front of a predator.

The audience's reaction did not go unnoticed in Julia's eyes. She snickered as she continued to guide Amon.

"There are a lot of pretty girls at our school, don't you think?" Julia bent toward him a little, causing gravity to pull her large breasts down, giving the impression that they were even bigger.

Her cleavage was quite high but, as she had large breasts, you could see some skin and along with that action of hers, it became even more visible; to the point of being stimulating.

She only dared to make such a gesture because she noticed that people were trying to avoid staring at them in fear of Amon, and she admits that she liked the situation.

Amon didn't change his expression as he looked a little more at the girls at school who wore navy blue uniforms and short skirts, and turned back to Julia, "You're prettier."

"Oh really? That's not why I asked, but thank you~" She smiled in a cheerful way and even laughed a little.

Julia was confident in her appearance, but that doesn't mean she's not happy when she's praised, and especially when Amon praised her. He seemed sincere and she didn't notice any lustful vibes, which was something rare, even almost extinct.

"Here we are." Julia knocked on the principal's office door and turned to Amon: "I'm leaving now, see you later."

Amon's lips parted a little and he said, as he removed the hood from his head, "Okay, thanks."

Hearing Amon thank her, she smiled with her eyes closed in a very graceful and mature way and left.

"You may come in." A husky, aged, voice came from the office.

Amon opened the door and saw a 70-year-old looking man. With his hands in his pockets, he says: "Long time without seeing you, Atamiro."

"Haha true." Atamiro laughed and then got serious: "I'm sorry about what happened to your grandparents."

Amon's fists tightened a little inside his pants pocket. He took a deep breath, calming himself, and said, "Let's not talk about it."

"Well..." Atamiro wore a helpless smile and shook his head. He then said into the intercom: "Professor Flávia, come to my room."

Minutes later, a beautiful woman in her twenties, with dark hair and purple eyes making a serious and professional expression entered. She was wearing a blue suit and had very large breasts, out of proportion to her thin body. She greeted the Headmaster, then looked at Amon.

"You are Amon Tang, yes?" She said with a stoic expression: "Follow me, I'm Flavia and I'm a biology teacher; your first class is with me."

In the classroom, students talked and laughed.

"Everyone be quiet, class is about to start." The teacher's voice was neither high nor low, but it was enough to make every student in the classroom shut up.

"Today we have a transfer student for this class." The indifferent teacher: "Student, come in."

With his hands in his pockets, Amon walked into the classroom.

If the teacher gave a vibe of indifference and aloofness, Amon, who just entered, gave a very different impression causing a big shock to the students in the classroom.

He had the head-to-toe posture of a delinquent while having a cool aura with an indifferent expression.

"Isn't this the student who came to school today with Maisa and Julia?"

"I think so."

"My god, your eyes are so cold."

" Humph! Elijah is cooler than he is!"

"Tsk, Elijah pretends to be indifferent, but he doesn't seem to be pretending."

"Silence." The teacher said and they fell silent again. She turned to Amon: "Introduce yourself."

"Oh." It was his first time since moving to his grandparents' house that he was going to school, he didn't even know he would need to introduce himself. He nodded towards the teacher and looked at the students in the classroom in his cold voice: "My name is Amon Tang."

The teacher waited for him to say something else, but seeing him stand in silence, she said: "Okay, you can sit in the vacant seat next to Student Maísa Queiroz."

"On my side, why?" Maisa got up from her chair and slapped both hands on the table. She was not at all comfortable with what the teacher said.

"Mm? Are you questioning what I do?" The teacher looked in Maisa's direction.

"I, I..." Maísa was afraid of this teacher, mainly because of what happened the last time a student provoked her. Pouting, she mumbled, reluctantly agreeing, "No, not at all..."

"As expected, not even the most beautiful one in this class is able to antagonize teacher Flavia."

Some students muttered under their breath.

Amon approached the empty desk in the second row beside the window and sat down in the chair beside Maisa.

"Don't even think about talking to me, I'm warning you; I don't want to have anything related to you." Maisa muttered under her breath as Amon sat down.

"Oh okay." Amon accepted easily.

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