**Moscow Ostafyevo International Airport, Russia**
"Finally back in Russia," a voice murmured, low and tired.
From a distance, it looked like a young man standing confidently with his luggage, arms stretched wide like he owned the place.
But no! Get closer, and you'd see it wasn't a guy at all.
It was a girl.
A girl dressed like a boy.
Her name? Luxury.
Her expression was blank—no joy, no sadness. She wasn't here for a reunion or a vacation.
She was here to hide.
She was running.
"Lux, c'mon now. You spacing out again?" a boy nudged her shoulder.
"Yeah," she muttered. "Let's go home."
~~Later That Day – Luxury's Bungalow~~
"I'm back," Luxury groaned, collapsing onto the couch while her luggage stood awkwardly in the middle of the living room like it hadn't been invited.
Romeo, the boy who had come with her, looked around like he had walked into a dream—or a scam.
"How the hell do you own this whole ass bungalow?" he muttered as he dragged his bag to the corner.
Luxury smirked. "Story for another day, bro."
**Meanwhile – Lustre's Mansion**
Click. Clack. Click.
Lustre Orlov's fingers danced on his keyboard, fury growing with every failed trace.
"What the actual hell!!" he growled, eyes glued to the screen. "She's not in Germany anymore? How is she completely off the grid?"
He slammed the laptop shut. "Angel, where the hell are you?"
Alexei strolled in, hands in his pockets like he didn't sense the storm about to erupt. "You still obsessing over that girl?"
Lustre gave him a glare that could slice through walls.
"You gonna fly to Germany yourself now?" Alexei teased.
Lustre stood. "Yes. Book the jet. No one must know."
Alexei's eyes widened not believing he would actually agree with it. "You've lost your damn mind?"
"You heard me!" Lustre's tone dropped to ice.
"Or hear me out! You can ask someone in Germany to do the dirty work for you?"
Lustre paused. A flicker of consideration.
"Fine," he muttered, returning to his seat.
Alexei exhaled dramatically. "Thank God. I'm not ready to be arrested for your emo field trip."
Lustre's jaw clenched. "If anything happens to her, I'll bathe this whole city in blood."
A vase shattered.
It was a bullet shot by Lustre!
**Two Days Later**
The gang was back—Alexei, Jordan, and Ivan. They lounged around Lustre's place while Lustre multitasked between his laptop and phone.
Jordan tried being the peacemaker. "Bro, do the calms."
But Lustre's glare shut him up real quick.
He answered a call. "Jay. Talk."
"Boss. She left Germany two days ago. She's covering her tracks, but the last thing I caught—she booked a ticket back to Russia."
Lustre's expression turned lethal. "Find her. Don't stop until you do or else you're dead."
Click.
"If she's already in Russia..." Lustre stood abruptly. "I'll find her myself."
Alexei just muttered, "Oh boy!"
**Luxury's House**
Luxury stepped out of the bathroom in a robe, hair damp and clinging to her cheekbones. She looked at herself in the mirror with quiet resolve.
"How the hell did I even get into this uni?" she sighed.
She pulled on a black baggy jeans, a loose T-shirt, and tightly wrapped a chest binder across her torso. "Thank God I've got small boobs." she muttered finishing up the tying.
She dressed like a guy, sprayed her cologne, and grabbed her essentials. At the mirror, she gave herself a nod. "Let's do this."
Downstairs, Romeo set the table, raising a brow at her get-up. "You sure you can keep up this boy act?"
Luxury shot him a look. "You know why I'm doing this. It is for our sake!"
He nodded solemnly.
Luxury had taken Romeo in seven years ago when he was just ten. Now, they were each other's only family.
"Let's survive this place together," she said.
**Welson High School**
Luxury pulled up to the school gate on her bike, helmet in one hand. Romeo jumped off behind her.
"Good luck, kid," she said with a wink.
Romeo grinned. "Thanks, Lux. I won't forget what you taught me."
"Beat anyone who bullies you. If not, I'll fight them for you," she joked, ruffling his hair.
"Ugh, Lux! You just roughed my hair!" he whined earning a giggle from her.
"Get going now!" she told him and he nodded.
"Bye kid!" he tapped her shoulder and ran off. A satisfied smile appearing on his face.
He got his revenge!
Luxury just stared in disbelief.
He turned back to blow her a dramatic kiss before disappearing into the gates.
She smiled and zoomed off.
Romeo wandered around looking for his class. "These students looks expensive," he whispered, clutching his backpack.
He tapped a student on the shoulder. "Hey, where's Grade 12 art class?"
The boy turned with a blank expression. "Follow me!" he said more like a command.
Romeo tried to make conversation. "I'm Romeo. And you?"
Silence!
"Bro, Hello?"
The guy stopped. "Stick to what you asked. Don't cross lines."
Romeo blinked. "What did I say wrong?" he asked himself and gave a shrug.
He trailed behind the guy—Adrian—until they reached class.
Romeo sat beside him. Gasps echoed around the room. Adrian said nothing but death-glared the class into silence.
Romeo stared at him like, What kinda power does this guy have?
**Eagles University – Faculty of Engineering**
Luxury's power bike roared into the parking lot. Students turned but she didn't care.
Moments later, two more bikes pulled up—Jade and Lustre, riding like dark royalty.
Gasps. Screams. Giggles.
They all filled the air.
Lustre's gaze snapped to Luxury. Her eyes met his which was cold and unreadable.
He narrowed his eyes. She blinked with a feigned innocence, then he looked away.
Jade smirked and walked over. "New guy?"
Luxury nodded. "Third year transfer student."
"Then we're classmates. I'm Jade."
"Luxury. But you can call me Lux."
"You're pretty feminine. You a girl?" he asked bluntly.
Luxury sighed. "Again with that? I'm a femboy." she replied making sure she sounded offended by what he said.
She grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest. "Feel anything?"
"Oh my God! he just touched my boobs! Stay calm, Lux!" she squealed in her mind.
Jade blinked. "Alright. Got it!"
"Let's be friends?" he offered.
She smiled. "Sure."
They walked to class, whispers following them.
~He's cute.
~Lucky bastard
Luxury sat with some students and got introduced to Russell, Elmira, and Vincent. They welcomed her warmly.
"You're a femboy, right?" Russell asked casually.
Luxury beamed. "Finally! Someone gets it!" she said dreamily fanning herself with her hands.
And they gave a light chuckle.
At the back of the class, Lustre stared coldly.
"That face… it's so familiar," he thought.
"Why?"