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Hugo's fingers trembled as they brushed against the soft curves of her breasts, his heart racing faster than a runaway train.
Hugo could barely believe it. His hand was resting on her breast—yes, her breast. It was soft, warm, and about ten times more than he ever imagined.
He moved his other hand to her perfect butt, squeezing it gently. 'So soft and bouncy!'
The girl—no, this goddess in human form—was ridiculously gorgeous. Long flowing hair, full lips, and her eyes… the kind of eyes that could make a man feel like a king and a fool all at once.
"This... this is happening!" His mind was racing, barely containing the internal fireworks. "I'm actually touching—"
Suddenly, the girl, whose beauty seemed otherworldly, gave him a devilish grin and pushed him back onto the couch.
Hugo let out a surprised yelp, his heart pounding as if it was about to burst out of his chest. His body offered zero resistance and was as light as a feather. Her simple touch could send him flying.
Hugo found himself sitting on the couch, wide-eyed, his heart doing somersaults as she slowly peeled off her top.
His gaze was locked onto her massive, perfect breasts, which bounced free like they had their own gravitational pull.
Her huge breasts were right in front of him. He could see every detail. The creamy skin, the tantalizing areola and the extremely suckable nipples.
Hugo was practically drooling.
'Bloody hell,' he thought, biting his lip to stop himself from grinning like an idiot. 'This is happening. This is ACTUALLY happening.'
His mind raced with excitement, a jumbled mess of thoughts: 'Should I say something cool? What's the move here? Hands? No, wait, keep calm. Yeah, just stay cool, Hugo.'
The girl straddled his lap, placing her thick and juicy thighs over him. Her massive breasts landed on his chest and and her nipples brushed against his skin.
He could feel how hard they were. 'She is horny as hell...'
Hugo was certain his heart had skipped at least three beats. Her wonderful smell was so exotic he was already getting bricked!
She leaned in, kissing him softly at first, then deeper, more passionately. Her soft tender lips fondled his and her delicate tongue intertwined with his.
His hands found their way into hers as she guided them back to her chest. Hugo was in heaven. This was it—his greatest triumph!
He gave them a good squeeze and moved on to the nipples. When he tugged them, she purred directly into his ears. Hugo almost came then and there.
"Is this... is this a dream? No way, this is too real! I can even feel the couch!"
'This is heaven,' he thought. 'I have ascended to a higher plane of existence.'
Hugo's heart was hammering in his chest as he tried to deepen the kiss, ready to move things to the next level. This was it! He was finally going to—
But just as he was about to make the leap from 'softcore' to 'legendary,' something horrifying happened.
Her beautiful face morphed, twisting into something grotesque. It melted and darkened drastically until it became something that looked nothing like a face.
Suddenly, she was wearing a creepy black Joker mask, and her voice dropped several octaves into a mocking drawl that sounded eerily like Don Juan's.
"Enjoying yourself, Hugo?"
'What the f*ck!' Hugo wanted to cry. Not only had imhis intense make out session ended halfway, he now found himself being straddled by the one man he didn't ever want to see again!
Before he could even scream, he pulled out a massive arrow—where did that even come from?!—and with a theatrical twirl, shot it straight into his chest. His heart exploded in terror.
"NOOOOOOO!"
Hugo shot up in bed, gasping for air, clutching his chest like his life depended on it. Sweat poured down his face, and his wild eyes darted around the room.
It was just a dream.
"A dream... a bloody dream...!" He was covered in cold sweat, heart still racing. The disappointment was unreal. "Why?! Why does this keep happening?!"
His mind was a swirling mess of frustration and confusion. "She was right there! Why do I get shot with an arrow every time things are about to get good?!"
Out of all the good dreams he had had, this one had felt he realest. It had been so good Hugo didn't want to wake up. Yet it had to end like this?!
For real?!
Groaning, he threw the sheets off and rolled out of bed. "I can't keep doing this. I'm becoming... delusional. I should just go to class today. No more hiding."
With the resolve of a man who had lost far too many dream make-out sessions to weirdness, Hugo dragged himself into the shower.
He splashed cold water on his face, trying to shake off the remnants of the nightmare.
After freshening up, he stared at himself in the mirror. His usual self wasn't going to cut it—not after the dream he'd just had. He needed to be incognito. He decided to go all-out on the disguises.
After trying on four different disguises which included an all black cloak he had worn for Halloween, a fake moustache and a hat that made him look like a discount Sherlock Holmes, he finally settled on something "subtle".
He wore dark sunglasses, a hoodie, and a scarf wrapped around his face like a ninja.
"Perfect. No one will suspect a thing."
He snuck out of his flat like a spy on a mission and made his way to class.
Every step was cautious, as if the joker mask lady from his dream might jump out and finish him off for real this time.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of dodging imaginary threats, he reached the classroom door.
Heart pounding, he took a deep breath and pushed it open, praying for an uneventful day.
Little did he know, nothing about Hugo's life was ever uneventful.
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Hugo entered the classroom with a sense of dread swirling in his chest. It was his first time stepping foot in here after days of skipping.
After the unfortunate incident that murdered his social life, he had dreaded ever having to come to class, but in order not to have an academic death as well, Hugo had to be brave.
He didn't have a choice actually. He had heard on some class groups that some lecturers were probably going to start giving tests this week.
This was the only reason why he was even anywhere near a hundred metre radius of the classroom.
The classroom was a mix of modern and traditional, with rows of sleek, white desks, high-tech projectors, and a digital whiteboard on the far wall.
The wooden floor creaked slightly, and the large windows on one side let in the morning light, casting a warm glow over everything.
What wasn't typical, though, was Hugo's situation. He was about to face a room full of people who might just ruin him if they found out who he really was.
As he stepped inside, he couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious. This was his first day back after the wild events of orientation, and he was bracing himself for the inevitable stares of recognition and awkwardness.
But to his surprise, no one batted an eye.
'Wait... nobody recognises me?' Hugo glanced around, expecting at least a few double-takes. But no, everyone was going about their business, chatting with friends or scrolling through their phones.
They walked past him without so much as a second glance.
Then it hit him. 'Oh… oh, that's it! The glow up!' he thought, nodding to himself. 'I look so good now, even I wouldn't recognize me!'
He ran a hand through his now neatly styled hair, mentally high-fiving himself. The time he had spent improving himself the past few days wasn't wasted after all.
No wonder no one recognized the old, introverted Hugo.
But now came the hard part: finding a seat. He looked around and saw two available options.
One seat was next to Emily—the same gorgeous girl he sat beside during the Orientation.
The other was next to a small, cute-looking girl who was absolutely drowning in her oversized sweats and hoodie. Her hoodie was so large that her tiny Mickey Mouse beanie barely poked out from the top.
Hugo hesitated, weighing his options. Although he had always had a thing for the ridiculously gorgeous Emily, it was not a good option.
Emily might recognize him, and that would be disastrous. But the cute little girl? She seemed harmless.
He turned toward the loli with resolve. 'Safe option,' he thought, heading towards her. As he approached, he got a better look at her.
She was small, probably five feet tall, and the oversized hoodie made her look even tinier. Her face was delicate and cute, with large eyes that peeked out from under her beanie.
Hugo's mind immediately began wandering into novel territory. 'She's like one of those lolis in eastern webnovels... The ones that are extremely gullible and eat up every word the MC says... Should I pat her head? Maybe call her junior sister? No, too creepy, too soon—'
Suddenly, the loli glanced up at him, her expression flat. "Why are you staring at me like a creep?" she asked bluntly, her voice dripping with disdain.
The entire class went quiet, and Hugo could feel every pair of eyes in the room turn toward him. His heart skipped a beat.
'Oh no, not again,' he panicked, thinking back to his earlier social disasters. Desperate not to ruin this moment, Hugo activated his Aura of Alpha.
Instantly, the air around him shifted. His posture straightened, his gaze hardened, and the entire room seemed to hold its breath.
"You have everyday in your life to be a jerk. Why not take today off?"
The Loli blinked, and the classroom went dead silent, everyone staring in awe.
Without another word, Hugo plopped down beside her. The Loli narrowed her eyes, clearly not happy, but for now, she'd been subdued.
The room buzzed back to life as people returned to their own conversations. Crisis averted—barely.
The Loli frowned, clearly frustrated by the sudden power shift. She reached into her oversized bag, pulling it onto her lap.
As she unzipped it, Hugo caught a glimpse of something inside. Something dark and long and scaly.
His eyes widened in sheer terror.
'Is that a python?' His thoughts went into overdrive. 'Am I sitting next to a maniac who carries snakes around in her bag? What if it escapes? What if it bites me? What if I die right here, in the middle of class? Is this how it all ends? Should I elope right now before it's too late?!'
Hugo was already plotting his escape, mentally planning how fast he could sprint out the door.
But then he noticed something off. The Loli had lifted the bag with the python inside like it was a bag of marshmallows.
Wait. Was it fake?
His survival instincts kicked in, but instead of running, he decided to stay. He steeled himself, trying to convince his brain that the snake was just a prop, nothing to worry about.
The girl, annoyed that her silent intimidation wasn't working, gave Hugo an angry nudge with her elbow.
It was surprisingly strong for someone her size, but she clearly relished the reaction.
Hugo, however, was still in shock. Not from the nudge, but because his System had just pinged in his mind.
[Beep!]
[Evaluation: Target is a 9!]
Hugo blinked. "A… what? A 9?" He glanced back at the loli, who was now smirking, clearly satisfied that her nudge had made some impact.
Meanwhile, Hugo was internally screaming. "A 9?! A loli is a 9?! What is my life right now?"
His eyes nearly popped out of his head. A 9?! This cute, but rude, Loli with a (possibly fake) python was a 9 on his system's beauty scale?
'Why is my life like this?!'
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