I'M Not A Special Character
Target Importants

The atmosphere in the OSIS space is becoming more and more compact. Arsiel looked at Marchel full of question marks. The person in front of him was no ordinary person. What was that he said? 'Please cooperate' so?

"Mar—Michael, you have to explain the current situation!"

Slowly Arsiel approached Marchel. His gaze was cold and threatening. But Marchel did not feel intimidated at all. He smiled, as if he had been used to getting such a look before.

Marchel sat in one of the chairs, crossing her legs. He turned to look at Arsiel with the same gaze. Arsiel's pupils grew bigger, she was shocked. However Arsiel showed no change to his expression.

"You should have known. I don't have to tell you anymore, do I? You are known to be the smartest among the numbers. There's no way you can't read the situation right now." Marchel covered her mouth with her palm.

His current position is very charismatic. Is this the Marchel he knows? Of course it wasn't. He is Michael Archie, owner of goldcard and at the same time occupies the top 5 numbers.

"You must have your own reasons for being in this school, right?"

"Sure!"

"So you have the same mission?"

"As expected of Miss West! I'm sure you're a quick fixer."

Arsiel breathed a heavy sigh. His jaw has been hard since. He should be happy to have a 'same' partner with him. But after he heard Marchel's code name, his mind went awry. What did he say? A-03'S?

Upon hearing the code, Arsiel felt his heart beat faster. The code name is known as a manipulative person. He won't cooperate if he doesn't get what he wants. In addition, people with code name A-03 have some sort of 'psychiatric disorder'.

Arsiel doesn't know what to respond to. Now his mind was filled with questions. How could a crazy number be placed on a mission like this?

"You don't have to be so tense. I'm not going to do anything weird at this school, so take it easy. I told you that, too, right? I'll be the one to obey orders from superiors." Marchel stood up, walking towards the table where she picked up the goldcard.

"The captain also said you can return to headquarters. Leave the one here with me." Marchel walked over. The distance between him and Arsiel was getting less and less until their noses almost touched.

Marchel slightly lowered her head, looking straight at Arsiel's shorter eyes. Marchel froze for a moment. Arsiel's increasingly disordered breathing voice was clearly heard by him. He cut the distance between them.

"Better follow my advice. You are not the one I want to hurt. Be a good and obedient boy." Marchel whispered in his ear.

"Damn!" Arsiel. For a moment she thought Marchel would kiss her.

Non-rigid. They didn't spend a word after that. Just staring at each other. Arsiel had guessed that the person who was currently threatening him was not placed on this mission. He must have been secretly out of the organization's surveillance after gathering some information. But why do people seem to choose boring missions like this? Isn't he interested in something boring?

Arsiel returned to his thoughts. There were so many questions, but he chose to remain silent. Arsiel turned around, walking back to the classroom. He'll find out about this later. Now he just needs to focus on continuing the search for information.

"Alice Ainsley, right?" His inner.

The girl stared hard. His gaze very clearly showed how dislikeful the girl was to him.

"Arsiel, right? Come with me now! Someone wants me to talk to you!" Alice hardened her jaw.

Without a second thought, Arsiel agreed to the invitation. They would not be able to hurt him. But even so, Arsiel must still play the perfect 'figurant character.

Alice leads Arsiel to the rooftop. They climbed several stairs and several floors without the slightest conversation. Arriving there, Arsiel found several girls from other classes who were gathering. Arsiel knows that Alice planned this. But Arsiel must still act as an innocent figure character. Must stay that way.

"Alice is so bad for you! Really brought here, dong tuh boy!" One of the girls who was smoking a cigarette laughed loudly.

"Dwoooh! You look at her face. Kututututu!! Don't be afraid, baby. We're not going to do anything!" The other girl approached Arsiel while rubbing her head.

This kind of situation is no longer foreign. Arsiel doesn't feel anything now. He just put on a flat face without expression. Arsiel lowered her head, hiding her face behind her hair.

Suddenly Arsiel's body was pushed a few steps. There was a slight pain in his stomach that made him realize that someone was attacking him. As Arsiel raised his head, he found one leg raised in front of him. The girl who threw a kick at him was the girl who entered the 'Important' list in his mission this time.

Although the kick did not hurt so much, but Arsiel had to show a face of pain in front of them. The girl was one of the people he had to watch out for because there was a possibility of danger that would be inflicted from her.

The feared danger did not come from the girl, but someone who supported her from behind. According to the information provided by the organization, the person behind his shadow was one of the executive members in Haegu. Arsiel should not act recklessly in front of this girl or she would really be in big trouble.

"Hey, that's outrageous!" The girl who had rubbed Arsiel's head snorted in annoyance. He sometimes could not bear to see his friend who always played rough. Even though they were a bunch of bully girls, but only one person always acted out of bounds.

"Why am I being so outrageous? you wanna report, huh?" The girl, Gerryn Chaytton, clutched the collar of her own friend's shirt. The girl with the frightened face shook her head, afraid of getting bad luck if she fought back.

"Pinter, pinter!" Gerryn patted gently on the girl's head, then turned her gaze to Arsiel's body which was putting on a face with a pained expression.

"Sorry, are you sick? Kicked that already grimacing rich bocil! That's why sports, dong! Don't just know your innocent face for me!" Gerryn walked up to Arsiel, pulling her chin until their eyes were ringing each other.

"Gerryn, are you crazy?"

Out of nowhere came, suddenly a student with a height as high as it came to approach. His hand came to mediate and widen the distance between the two girls.

"Appaan, anyway! You're really bothering me!" Gerryn grunted in annoyance. His hands began to clench, preparing to throw a fist whenever he wanted it. But unfortunately, the student who was Gerryn's interlocutor did not touch the girl's speech at all. He immediately turned to Arsiel who was still struggling while sticking out his hand intending to help him.

"You're gapapa?"