The Bored Immortal

Priscila shivered as she heard her question, making one wonder if it was because she had got her entire head drenched in the toilet water or because Vanessa's calm voice was sending chills down her spine.

"I…I…" Her teeth were chattering, and Priscila couldn't even find the voice to beg for forgiveness. It was as if this frightening girl's gaze was instilling fear in every single inch of her body and mind.

"You wanted to teach me how to address seniors, right? Since it's quite natural for someone like you to commit mistakes, I will forgive you," Vanessa said as if she was going to do her a favor.

'Forgive me after fucking me all up?!' Priscila was already beginning to cry hearing her words, and she was even more terrorized to see that this demoness had not finished talking.

"But you will have to address me as 'Senior' every time you see me while slightly bowing your head. Am I being clear, or should I help you clear your mind a bit more?" Vanessa asked as she began to apply force on her head, making Priscila somehow pull some voice from whatever guts were left in her to frantically say, "Y-Yes!...I…I…understand…" Priscila sniveled as her watery eyes continued to ooze out pitiful tears compared to how arrogant and haughty her face looked before Vanessa came in. Still, her tears didn't even make a ripple in Vanessa's cold gaze.

Priscila had no idea she would be suffering such utmost humiliation and insult of having to bow before her junior like this and even show such a mortifying side of her.

Her mind had already registered Vanessa's figure as a nightmare.

"Good. Now…what do you think this senior will do if you go crying to someone else about what happened here? Want to make a guess?" Vanessa asked with a subtle smile. Her smile might seem quite pretty to others, but in Priscila's perspective, it was like the smile of a devil.

Priscila vigorously shook her head with widened eyes as she mumbled, "I..I…won't….I…swear…."

Priscila meant her words since seeing the bone-chilling look in this demoness' eyes, she felt that if she fucked up, this girl could even come into her nightmares and do something worse to her.

The three girls behind Priscila, who were still standing frozen on their feet, were shocked to see their lady boss being so weak and timid before this junior, not that they felt she could be blamed.

Who was this junior? Why was she giving off such a dangerous vibe?

This was the first time they were ever coming up on a junior like this, and they couldn't regret more about coming here. It was as if they trespassed into the devil's territory.

"Good," Vanessa nodded with a look of approval as if she was a satisfied senior who disciplined her junior while Tiana still her lips parted as she looked at what was going on in front of her with a stupefied expression.

"Now get the hell out of my room. You three take her away, and…whatever I said to her goes for you three as well. Understood? If anybody asks…tell them that she slipped in the bathroom," Vanessa said with a slight smirk as she shoved a broken Priscila into their arms.

"Now out!" Vanessa sharply said, seeing how these three were staring at her with fear-stricken expressions.

"Y-Yes!" The three immediately came to their senses as they supported Priscila with their arms and hurriedly got out of the room as if running for their lives.

As the four ran through the corridor, passing by girls staying in the dorm were confused and baffled to see these three girls carrying someone who looked like the president's daughter?

"What happened to her?" A random girl asked in a puzzled tone, to which one of the three girls quickly replied, "She just fell in the bathroom. Don't bother about it!"

Bathroom? Why would a senior like her come all the way here to take a piss when she already got her own room? How weird…

Meanwhile, back in the bathroom, after the other girls left, Vanessa looked at Tiana, who was still sitting on the floor, all wet and drenched, and with a look of pity, she said, "Little princess, how long are you going to stay sitting on the floor? And here I thought your fists were at least as strong as your words. What a disappointment…" Vanessa shook her head as she turned around and walked out.

Tiana clenched her fists as she lowered her head, unable to find any words to refute her. Or more like she couldn't since she herself believed it.

For some reason, the look of pity on Vanessa's face when she looked at her just made her feel even more aggrieved. Still, inwardly she couldn't help but be impressed and astonished by seeing how Vanessa took care of even the president's daughter without any fear or hesitation.

Wasn't she afraid of getting a case filed on her? Priscilla was not just a nobody after all.

"Wait!" Tiana recovered her senses as she pulled herself up and stepped out of the bathroom, only to see Vanessa lying on her bed, reading her favorite novel as if nothing had happened.

Tiana walked up to her bed and said without even bothering to dry herself up, "You…I want you to teach me your fighting style…"

"Excuse me?" Vanessa glanced away from the book as she asked with a narrowed gaze.

"I had seen the way you fight…especially against those senior boys before who tried to hit on you. You even broke some of their bones, I think," Tiana, on her way out before, had seen Vanessa dealing with some rowdy senior boys who tried to flirt with her and even tried to touch her, only to get punished with her ruthlessness.

Still, these all didn't make Tiana feel intimidated. But instead, she felt interested in her fighting style, and everything was just different than what her mother or others in her family knew.

It just seemed like she had finally found the fighting style she wanted to learn.

"Sorry…no can do.. I don't do charity cases here," Vanessa said in a bored tone as she continued reading her novel.