Class Villainess

Chapter 156 – Love Letters (2)

"I'm just glad that you don't find me detestable. I'm in peace, for now," Mason said. "I will deliver the love letters tomorrow in school, don't miss it."

…

"I'm pretty exhausted today, Em. Good night, see you tomorrow with the letters~."

Mason hung up the call earlier than I expected, and I could sense that he was pissed off for some reason. 

I could also sense his aggravation when I heard his voice change from a cute and somewhat excited kind of voice into cold and detached, very much resembling the Mason I knew when he was angry over something. 

__Phone call end__

I sighed as I put my phone on the table. I wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone right now. My mind was burdened with Mason and all the enigma around him.

I always thought that Mason Hall was this out-of-touch male god, school prince who wouldn't bother talking to anyone below him. But the more I knew him, the more I realized that Mason also had his own thoughts, and most of those thoughts weren't so princely of him. 

"Ah, whatever, he told me to 'wait' because of those fangirls, and he has someone close in his heart from elementary. He probably wants to use me for my body, so I will use him for my mission as well. I refuse to be the one being played here."

**

The following day, I woke up early and prepared for school. Mason texted me early morning, saying that he had already written the letter and wondered if I could come early because he wanted to give the letters personally. 

Thankfully, I still had some of my baked cookies in a jar. I usually had this to snack for myself, but since I had to show my gratitude, then I could just heat this and bring it to him. 

After preparing for everything, I headed to school early morning. I arrived when the security was still sleeping on his post. I opened the gate carefully and headed to the corridor near the schoolyard. 

I saw Mason was standing alone with his white jacket that I borrowed a few months ago. I walked towards him and greeted him, "Good morning, Mason."

Mason turned his body in my direction and smiled wide, "Good morning, Em. It's quite cold today. I'm sorry for making you come this early to school."

"It's fine. It's me who asked you for that letter, right?" 

"Yeah, I poured all my hearts into it," Mason said. He then took the letter out of his bag, and I was surprised when he suddenly handed me two letters inside the exact same envelopes. I couldn't even distinguish it.

"Two letters?" I asked out of surprise. 

"Well, you told me that you want a love letter without mentioning your name in it, right?" 

I nodded. 

"I wrote one for you, but I feel a bit disheartened when I don't mention your name. Because you are the only one who can get my love letter. So I wrote another one, and this time, I write it with your name mentioned."

…

"Other than that, everything is the exact same, from my personal signature, and I also sprayed it with my daily perfume. So you cannot tell which one has your name unless you check the letter inside."

"Why… are you going that far for a love letter?"

"Huh? Why can't I? I'm writing a love letter for a girl I like, of course, I have to be serious about it, right?"

Man, he was really a smooth talker, wasn't he? 

He could come up with this kind of idea, and I started thinking that he might've known that I would use his love letter without my name mentioned for something else. 

"Honestly, you can just rip or burn the one without your name in it. I don't really care. But the one with your name mentioned, please keep it close to your heart, won't you?" Mason pleaded. I couldn't handle his sparkling puppy eyes, as if he really wanted me to keep the one with my name mentioned. "And please read it when you're alone. I really pour my heart into it."

I definitely got the vibes that he knew I would use his letter to bait someone here. Maybe he knew I was on a mission. 

I wasn't sure, and I was too scared to confront Mason about it, in fear that it might have just been me being paranoid about everything. 

…

I was unsure of how to react to his enthusiasm. I guessed he was really a talented actor because he could say such a sweet blatant lie right in front of me while he told Jessica that he had a childhood sweetheart he still kept close in his heart. 

"Alright, thank you so much, Mason," I said, then offered the tote bag with a can of warm cookies in it. "This is my homemade cookies, but I didn't make this today. It was reserved for myself in a jar, so I just heated it and packed it in a can," I said truthfully. I didn't have any intention to woo Mason Hall right now. I was just too cautious around him. 

But Mason's eyes sparkled full of joy when he saw the cookies. He snatched it quickly, "T—This is the cookies you wanted to eat, but you gave it to me instead, right?"

"Y—Yeah, why are you so excited? It's just leftover cookies…."

"Well, I'm just quite honored. I will treasure the cookies," Mason said.

I frowned instantly, but I couldn't quite catch what he meant by that. It was just literal leftover cookies in my jar. I did make it for myself, but it definitely didn't taste as good as that store-bought or the ones I freshly made. 

Mason opened the can and then took one cookie and ate it. His expression showed a bit of ecstasy, as if he was eating the most delicious thing in the universe. 

"You touched this cookie with your hand, right?"

"I—I am, but don't worry, it's already heated, and I washed my hand before. So it's clean…." I was also weirded out by his question, but I didn't know how to tell that to Mason. 

Mason's smile got even wider, and he looked so happy. 

"This is the best gift I can get for now, Em. I will make sure to treasure this, thank you."

…

"Oh, I have to leave now. I have things to do in the club room. Besides, there would be many students coming sooner or later. I'm afraid that someone might catch us in here. See you later, Em."

Mason turned around and walked away. I kept staring at his back, and I somehow got the image that Mason's body was trembling with excitement. It didn't suit his perfectly sculpted handsome face, but he didn't seem to mind it at all. 

…

I decided to ignore his weird antics and went inside my first class. Since I was the first student today, I could read what Mason wrote in peace. It was actually decent but somewhat cringe love letters, and I thought the letters were the exact same other than the name mentioned in the letter. 

But turned out there was a slight altercation. Only in two sentences, but I felt it made the vibe of both letters to be different.

—letter without Emmy's name—

I have been in love with you for a while, and I can't stop thinking about you. 

—letter with Emmy's name—

Emmy, I have been in love with you for a long time, you won't even remember it. My mind has always been filled with you and our most beautiful moment, which is every day, as long as I'm with you. 

—

…

I didn't understand why he would write something different like this. It might be similar, but those two sentences made the two letters different.

The one without my name felt very rushed and somewhat lazy.

But the one with my name… I could feel the passion and longing in it, as if Mason Hall had truly been in love with me for a long time, to the point that I didn't even remember him anymore. 

And about that beautiful moment… I didn't even know Mason before we entered high school, both in this life and the previous one. How could he say that his mind had been filled with our beautiful moment?

What beautiful moment exactly he was talking about here? 

It got me wondering if we had a history before. Maybe he was truly reborn who returned back in time, just like me.

But at the same time, if he was the same as me, why would he try to get involved with me? We had nothing in common before. The only time I talked with him was when I got to the infirmary after fainted in P.E class.

"Ah, I seriously don't understand him. It's better to just ignore him completely… for now.. Focus on the mission first to take down those bastards Thomas and his gang."