Eternal Undying Chronicles

Chapter 7 Freshman

He felt a chilling cold as she glared at him. They had known each other for only a few hours, and in that short time, they had barely spoken. Yet, he had already had the misfortune of finding himself in an unbelievably ridiculous and embarrassing situation with her.

'Ohhh, that's what she meant by "our"... She's not going to blame me, right?' Alicarde thought, trying to distract himself from ogling her curves.

She sighed before turning around wordlessly, holding her comb. She walked towards the double doors at the right end of the room. They opened, allowing him to catch a glimpse of the room behind them.

Feeling somewhat dismayed, he turned back to his room and closed the doors behind him, walking towards the bed. Once again, he noticed the familiar shape of the ominous sword he had thrown out the window. It had mysteriously reappeared in his room, this time on his bed, as usual.

"Damn cursed thing," he muttered irritably.

Picking it up again, he thought about it for a moment before opening the large windows and throwing the sword as far as he could. It went flying, crossing the vast mansion grounds and landing somewhere in the distant forest.

"Whoa," he was a bit startled by his own strength, but remembering the brief explanation Carrisa had given him yesterday, he quickly accepted that this would be the norm.

Still a bit embarrassed to go out, his phone rang, displaying his mom's familiar contact info. Picking it up, he greeted her, feeling somewhat guilty for ghosting her.

"Good morning, Mom. Did you sleep well?"

"Well, I barely got any sleep. What about you? Did you get any rest?" she asked.

"Yeah, I did. I slept like a log, in a luxurious room no less."

"Well, you should have called me," she complained.

Chuckling a bit, he scratched the back of his head and said, "Sorry, Mom. I was just really beat."

"Well, that's fine. Your dad spoke to someone, and it won't be long before you get a new apartment, so don't worry," she assured him.

"Yeah, about that. So, I met this old friend of mine, and we decided to rent a place together, so it's cool. And before you say anything, my friend isn't into anything shady, you can trust my judgment."

"Are you sure about that? Which friend? Do I know them? You have to stay away from bad friends, okay? Where do they live? Where are they from?"

"You aren't familiar with them, but don't worry. Trust me, okay? Bye, gotta go. I might be late if I don't get going. And don't worry about my friend," he said, quickly hanging up and sighing. Lying was hard work, especially to someone who had known you since the day you were born.

"Where are you going?" she inquired, her tone still calm.

"I'm pursuing something called an education. Don't know if you've heard of it," he replied sarcastically.

"Indeed, I am well acquainted with the concept. I do recall you being a freshman. You must possess more intelligence than one might assume to have gained admission to such a prestigious institution," she said, picking up a glass and bringing it to her lips before gracefully emptying its contents.

"Well, sorry for being smarter than I look. I'll have you know, I have a moderately high IQ and an extremely high EQ," Alicarde replied with a slight smirk.

Carrisa glanced at him, her expression unbothered by his attitude.

"Do take care, and return before dusk," she cautioned, her voice carrying a tone of warning.

"Thanks, but you're not my mother," Alicarde retorted as he walked out to begin his freshman life.

After stepping outside, he looked at the mansion's grand entrance as he walked off with a dazed expression.

"What the hell... what the actual hell? 'Our quarters' meant we'd be living close to... together, and heh heh, if my mom ever finds out about this, I am so screwed," he muttered to himself as he crossed the mansion gates, which opened automatically.

Unsurprised, he continued onward, resolving to not let anything faze him.

The road leading to the outside was secluded, stretching about two kilometers, though he couldn't be certain. He could have called for a car using his phone but decided against it, wary of involving others in a place where a monstrous werewolf had appeared.

After what felt like a long walk, he finally reached the main road. Unlocking his phone, he entered an address in a familiar ride-sharing app.

Within minutes, a red car pulled over, and he got in. They traveled a few more kilometers until they stopped at a massive gate. After a brief security check, they entered Evergreen University.

Trying to calm his nerves about going to a new place, he had made small talk with the driver, who was surprisingly nice and engaged him with all sorts of trivia.

"Yep, this is it. Now, where's the Department of Psychology?" he muttered to himself.

The driver seemed to have heard him because he turned the car in another direction and drove for a few minutes, stopping at what was clearly the psychology department. Stepping out, Alicarde paid his fare with cold, hard cash before getting out of the vehicle.

Drawing in a deep breath to calm his nerves, he muttered, "Okay, let's do this," giving himself a much-needed boost of confidence as he gazed at the magnificent buildings.