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Trevor waited a while, scanning his surroundings before finally deciding to leave the toilet. At least, it shouldn't be that noticeable anymore.
In total, he had spent about twenty minutes in there. He quickly stepped out, looking left and right to make sure no one was coming—when his eyes suddenly met Chloe's.
Chloe was heading for the toilet when she spotted Trevor stepping out of the female restroom.
Her eyes narrowed as she noticed how he had instinctively looked left and right before stepping out.
"Emm... yeah, Chloe, how have you been?" Trevor said, trying to keep his composure as he stretched out his hand for a handshake.
Chloe took his hand silently, her eyes still searching his face intently.
After a long, awkward pause, Trevor finally spoke. "Well, I'm heading back to class. Maybe we'll see later."
He said that quickly and began to walk away.
Chloe's face still carried suspicion. Were her eyes deceiving her, or had she really just seen what she thought she saw?
She instinctively glanced toward the female toilet, then back at Trevor's retreating figure. Her eyes were still filled with doubt before she finally went in herself.
When Trevor arrived back in class, he was shocked at how much time had passed—it was already the last period of the day.
He walked to his seat, calm and composed, showing no signs of agitation.
Minutes ticked by as the class slowly came to an end. Before long, the teacher concluded and left the room.
School was finally over. Trevor packed his things, waiting for Caroline. For the past few days, they had been walking home together.
Chloe quickly threw a glance at Trevor. She had noticed that he now walked Caroline home almost every day.
Deep down, she felt a twinge of jealousy—not because she still loved him, though she did—but because she feared she'd never get to taste his huge cock again.
Caroline sighed. She definitely needed to come up with something, and fast, she thought as she began walking back to her car.
Trevor and Caroline soon headed outside. Although it was a little awkward at first, they quickly began chatting and laughing again.
Caroline had started becoming more relaxed around Trevor these days. She now spoke more freely with him and even laughed at his jokes more easily.
But still, she felt shy around him.
Trevor stopped by her house and waved goodbye before heading home.
Excitement rushed through him—he couldn't wait to view his stat points again. He was sure they had increased by a great margin.
But just as he was about to continue home, he remembered he still had limited time to meet Miss Silvia.
Trevor looked around—it was already getting late. Thinking back to a few days ago, he could tell how dangerous it could be at night.
After some thought, he decided to take the risk and head back to see if she was still around, maybe packing up.
Trevor rushed back toward the school. When he arrived, he made his way to the staff room.
His heart pounded as he silently prayed she hadn't gone home yet. After all, most people tried to leave early.
But as soon as he entered Miss Silvia's office, he was met with an empty room.
Trevor sighed deeply. No one wanted to be out this late, and he understood why.
It really was late. Trevor walked briskly out of the office—he might not be strong enough to survive an encounter with a dungeon creature tonight, especially if it was an S-rank one.
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"Guys, no need to be scared. We got this. It's not like he's even that strong. I told you—he hasn't awakened his essence yet," Levi said calmly.
After that day Trevor nearly beat him up, Levi had no peace. Trevor had made him look weak—and the one thing Levi hated most was appearing weak.
"Are you sure he hasn't passed yet? I told you we came late," one boy from Levi's gang spoke up, clearly nervous as the night grew darker.
It had taken Levi immense effort to convince these guys to help him. He believed he could handle it himself, but coming with a gang would cover any surprises. And besides—it was already night.
If a dungeon creature stronger than he could handle appeared, what would he do alone?
He planned to beat Trevor until he was unrecognizable, so even if Trevor had shown up on time, it would've still taken a while to get the job done.
"Just be calm. I still have this gut feeling he hasn't passed yet," Levi said, staring down the blank road.
"Wait—your instincts again? You said tomorrow or the day after! Man, I'm out. I can't sit here waiting on your instincts while a dungeon creature eats me alive!" Claude, Levi's best friend, snapped.
"Could you just quit whining and wait one more minute?" Levi said, irritated.
Levi's words sent fury rushing through Claude's body.
"Whining? Oh, I'm whining now, right?" Claude shouted, pushing Levi backward.
"Yes, you are. That's exactly what you're doing—whining," Levi said, his tone cold and challenging.
But before things could escalate further, they heard a sound—and immediately ducked into hiding at the side of the road.
Fear crept through their bodies. It could be a creature. No one walked around at this hour unless they were in a heavily secured car or safe at home, away from the nightmare outside.
Levi gritted his teeth, regret washing over him. Maybe they should have left earlier.
But just as he kept looking, clinging his gaze to the dark road ahead, he got an unexpected shock.
It was a human figure—and from the look of things, it seemed very similar to Trevor's.
Immediately, he shone his phone light toward the figure. It appeared to be moving fast, probably scared of the night like any normal human would be.
The moment Levi's torchlight revealed the person's face and he confirmed it was Trevor, he quickly ordered the guys to get their swords and other weapons ready.
"Next time, you'll never mess with me," Levi whispered coldly as he watched Trevor slowly approach them.