Antagonist And Second Lead
Protagonist and antagonist

Camila brings the paper-cake bun to the classroom, all the way she incessantly sparks the attention of the students. How not? Camila Blazemoche who was famous as a cold beauty, was carrying a cute bunny cake wiggling at every step.

It's an impressive moe gap.

As soon as he sat on his stool in the front row, he immediately ate the cake. As he had expected, the cooking skills of the protagonist of a trashy novel like this had always been the best. The outer rind of this bread is crunchy, while the filling is so soft and rich, with a predominant dark chocholate bitter taste that has a few percent sweetness melted in its mouth.

"Camila, that cake looks good. Where did you buy it? Does our cafeteria have a menu like this?" A man's voice sounded.

Camila turned her head and saw one of her friends and rivals in the lesson, Lance Aubrey. The man's red hair looked fiery as usual, so Camila answered him out of courtesy

"It's a gift."

Lance was surprised, since when did any students have the guts to approach the school Goddess?

"What class is that? The senior? From which family?"

Camila frowned and swallowed the cake in her mouth, then pinched the head of the rabbit to give to this chatty child. Not expecting his rival to give the gesture of wanting to bribe him, of course Lance was surprised. But he still accepted this bribe and chewed calmly, his golden eyes sparkling as he commented in disbelief

"Nob."

Camila smiled a little

"He's a great cook."

"He made this himself? From which family? Culinary business?" Lance looked curious as he stared greedily at the remaining bread in the other party's hand.

Camila ate the remaining bread with one big mouthful, staring at Lance's irritated face before replying

"Ordinary disciple, scholarship boy."

"You can hang out with people like that?" Lance looked at him in disbelief, as he remembered Miss Blazemoche was not the type to get along with commoners.

"Why not?"

"Forget over. Why did he give you cake? Date call?" Lance turned the conversation on a more important topic.

"Thank you, 'cause she said I helped her" in short.

"Which men need to be saved by women? Sissy huh?" Lance Cibir.

"Don't be toxic masculinity, Lance. She's a girl anyway" Camila explained.

Lance looked relieved and did not try to cover it up

"Yes ... That girl is good, you should start making more friends. Wait, I'm not toxic masculinity!"

"Hm."

Camila got up from her seat and walked out, Lance who was suddenly left behind certainly frowned unhappily. She grabbed Camila's soft hand and asked

"Where are you going?"

"Wash your hands."

Lance breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this young lady was not ignoring him

"Oh. Yes it is."

As soon as Camila went out of the classroom, some students who could not bear to gossip laughed off the behavior of their class president. Lance pouted

"What's so funny?"

"Lance, you're really naive" said Leo, the fifth-ranked student sitting right behind Camila's bench.

"meaning?" Lance's confused.

"Our country is an open country, and what year is it?" Sage added, a member of the mathematical olympics who was giggling while tidying up his test paper.

Lance wasn't a fool, of course he was aware of the implications of these friends' remarks. But as soon as she was about to argue by saying that Camila was a straight woman, someone interrupted her again.

"Lance, do you think Camila's pretty?" Ask Ashley, the deputy.

"Of course it's beautiful, why do you still ask? I'm a rival, but I'm not blind."

Ashley ignored him and asked back

"She is beautiful, a genius, has no strange hobbies, is quiet and friendly in times of need. Don't you think Camila's perfect?"

Although confused, Lance nodded.

"Then why do you still think only men can like it?" Ashley laughs.

Lance froze.

As if it wasn't enough, Sage was increasingly overdriving this topic

"Women love everything pretty, Lance ~"

Leo followed along while pointing at a simple bag but had a beautiful white gold brooch in Camila's bag

"Women love jewelry and money, Lance ~"

Even Shion who had been silent in the corner from the beginning, added while waving the results of the personality lesson test

"Women love good people and geniuses, Lance ~"

The corner of Lance's mouth twitched hearing these children dragging her voice, but she did not protest because Camila had already returned from washing her hands. Seeing him, Lance wanted to lecture this rival in order to stay on the straight path.

But a soft and sweet voice made the children who were originally a fad of gossip earlier, become silent for a moment.

"Camila" call the boy.

The owner of the name turned his head and found the young girl standing next to the entrance of his class, confused

"What's up, Arianna?"

The kids in the class put their ears on nicely, preparing to listen to the gossip. Lance even approached the two girls in the doorway with a frown, staring at who the civilians were that dared to approach his friend.

Just to be surprised by Arianna's soft and timid face, she was shocked as if she had just been struck by lightning. Is it true what his friends said just now?

But the gentle face and shy personality like this, very contrary to the beautiful face and straightforward personality of Miss Blazemoche.

Which is surprising ... Suit.

Arianna looked at the red-headed child who was looking at her seriously, as much as possible ignoring her and looking at Camila. Ascertaining whether this girl had eaten her homemade cake, so sure that Camila had already finished it, Arianna felt very happy and looked at the other party with sparkling eyes.

"Camila, I worked at a restaurant and learned to make dessert recently. It may not taste as good as the cooks in your home, but it shouldn't be that bad either. I still want to cook more for you as a thank you, is there anything you want to eat?" Arianna looked enthusiastic, her face sparkling with joy.

Lance was shocked speechless, rigidly waiting for his friend's reaction.

Camila on the other hand did not show a meaningful reaction, but her eyes that also sparkled were happy to look very obvious. He answered

"I'm not picky, as long as it's not too sweet or too salty."

"All right! Don't you have allergies?" Arianna approached Camila.

"none. But I don't like bitter melon" he replied.

Arianna got closer, even boldly holding Camila's hand. His face looked nervous, expectantly anxious

"Do you mind the strawberry mousse?"

Camila just nodded.

Arianna looked relieved, immediately becoming excited and smiling happily

"Then I'll bring it for you tomorrow! Bye bye!" He ran back to his classroom.

Leaving behind Lance who was fixated like a wooden horse, and the classmate who was whistling wildly while shouting at Lance as

"Hold bear."