[ WP ] With a lot of hard work , you finally managed to become the second best student at the superhero academy . Annoyingly , the best student achieved his/her position with almost no work at all . Years later , he/she has become a supervillain and you are the only one who can stop him/her .

I turned my head to see her standing in the center of the room. I would n't even call it something so basic as standing, the way she remained perfectly still in the middle of the ballroom while captivating all the men who laid their eyes upon her was something that came effortlessly, even throughout the Academy. The way her Light Brown skin resonated in the dimly lit room made her shine in that ever so stereotypical red dress. She managed to pull off everything she owned, and everything had the perfect fit. She could n't be more than 140 pounds, but do n't let that fool you, she could kill a man without knowing he's in any real danger. Her cheeks and the bridge of her perfectly structured little nose were riddled with light brown freckles. She had eyes that were a mix between hazel and gold, whichever lighting she gave her presence to dictate the sparkle in those eyes. Her hair was thick and grew outwards and curled, yet they were loose and bouncy and sat at a rest by her shoulders. They followed her movements with a delay, yet they never got in the way, never taking away from her captivating features. Her lips were a perfect shade of pink, she never really needed to wear any lipstick. But tonight she did, and it matched her dark red dress in the perfect shade. Any man lucky enough to hold a conversation with her, no matter how confident, always got choked up because of those eyes, and they were fixated right on me. 
 
 
 I could see the dimple on her right cheek. She smirked all the way across the ballroom and it hit me like a truck. I was sweating through my shirt and blazer, but she could n't tell just yet. Everyone was dressed so nicely for an Occasion I could n't seem to recall, hopefully no one could see how nervous I was. Our eyes met yet again after I not so smoothly eyed her outfit, this made her chuckle and show off her perfect smile with teeth so white you could only assume she bleached them. 
 
 
 She came closer, everything seemed to slowly fade out. The people and the music all seemed to be one gigantic blur. 
 
 
 Even closer. I could hear my heart racing. Why? I could only hear my thoughts. `` For the love of God get your shit together. It's not like you've never seen a woman befo-'' 
 
 
 She stopped right in front of me while putting her right hand on my right shoulder. I could smell her shampoo since her hair was inches from my face. Of all the things to hook me, it was the smell of her hair? God I might as well be prepubescent. She was n't directly in front of me, just a bit off centered. She took one look around the room before looking up at me with almost an innocence in her gaze and whispered, 
 
 
 `` If you're going to kill me, you have 90 seconds before you die too''. 
 
 
 Before I could even react she placed a Rose in my front pocket and I could feel her hand slide off my shoulder as she disappear behind me. What. The. Fuck. She Knows? Wait, WHAT. She's going to kill me? I'm going to kill her? What the fuck is going on?! 
 
 My head was pounding harder than ever now. I could n't think of anything to say. The pounding grew louder. All I could manage to choke out was a confused `` Isabelle..?'' as I turned around slowly and confused, unable to think because of this pounding. 
 
 Just as I turned around the lights went dark. The pounding is right in my ears at this point. All I can do is try and scan the room. It was as if everyone in the room had left at once. So eerily quiet yet the pounding in my head kept me from noticing just how quiet it was. 
 
 All I noticed was the double doors at the end of the room. There was a light behind them and I could hear a faint voice calling out a name. I investigated further. I slowly approached the doors as the banging had now stopped and I noticed how utterly terrified I was. 
 
 Why could n't I contain my emotions? I graduated second best in the entire academy. `` This is some freshman Bullshit'' my mind proclaimed. I finally gripped the door knob with my pathetically clammy hands when the pounding came back and was louder than ever. Only this time it was audible. It was right behind this door. As I backed off it burst open and the light was so blinding yet my mind could only manage to say `` Is this really how you go? You Fucking Idiot. Why did n't you just teleport to the other side? Or better Fucking yet, why not teleport to safety?'' 
 
 My thoughts are interrupted by a voice, a familiar voice telling me to get up. I was so overcome with fear I could n't move. I was weak. All those years at the Academy for this? Just so I could die sweaty in an uncomfortable tux I rented? 
 
 
 `` RICK, WAKE THE FUCK UP!'' 

