The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As the students gathered for reporting today, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. Among the crowd, Claudia’s entrance
sent ripples of excitement and curiosity through the air. It wasn’t just her remarkable beauty and enviable figure that turned
heads; her exotic, mixed-race features drew gazes from every direction. Whenever she moved, a sea of eyes followed, unable to
resist the pull of such undeniable allure.
Both the fresh-faced freshmen and the seasoned veterans tasked with welcoming them were taken aback.
Claudia’s arrival had left them in awe, their jaws dropping in unison. Some of the boys among them even speculated that this
captivating girl, who happened to be a fellow freshman, could very well be a strong contender for the coveted title of the
university’s belle.
Little did Claudia expect that her mere presence would command such attention upon setting foot on campus. She navigated
through the sea of admirers, neither flattered nor burdened by their watchful gazes. Her interests lay far beyond the realm of
those boys who stared at her with a hunger they could hardly conceal.
Unlike her peers, Claudia had lived through a life of profound experiences and endured unimaginable tragedies. She carried the
weight of her past, marked by the loss of loved ones and a relentless pursuit of revenge that culminated in an ultimate act of
retribution. These were the threads that set her apart from the wide-eyed youthfulness of her eighteen and nineteen-year-old
counterparts.
From Claudia’s perspective, these boys, incapable of containing their infatuation or masking their emotions, appeared as nothing
more than immature children.
As an international student, Claudia breezed through the registration process at the designated window. In a mere ten minutes,
she had completed all the necessary paperwork.
The registration staff handed her a set of access control cards and keys, informing her, “Your dormitory is in the girl’s building,
international student building, Room 301, bed No. 1. It’s a double room, and all the bedding has been prearranged. Feel free to
tidy up and check in with the dormitory manager today.”
Claudia expressed her gratitude with a nod and a heartfelt thank you, accepting the key. She then rejoined Jagoan and the
others, ready to head to the dormitory building for international students.
Just as Claudia and her companions were making their way, Maria arrived at the university, chauffeured by Michelle.

Gone was her traditional attire from yesteryears, today, she sported an American-sized sports t-shirt, paired effortlessly with slim-
fitting sweatpants and the latest Nike Jordan sneakers. Her long hair cascaded in a ponytail, accentuated by a shawl that
resembled a cascading waterfall. The transformation rendered her youthful and exquisitely beautiful.
The boys at the university were buzzing with excitement over Claudia’s arrival. Little did they know that before the waves of
excitement could subside, another girl of even greater prominence would grace their midst.
Maria possessed the kind of ethereal beauty that embodied the epitome of Oriental aesthetics. Her face radiated a timeless
allure that made her the goddess of every young man’s dreams. Naturally, her arrival at the university caused a seismic stir, a
wave of excitement rippling through the crowd.
Two stunning beauties had graced the campus simultaneously, prompting the boys to nearly lose their wits and embrace one
another in jubilation.
Maria couldn’t help but notice the intensified attention she received from these boys. Much like Claudia, she paid no mind to their
awe-struck stares.
Her thoughts were consumed by a single question. had she made the right decision by coming to the university?
In the past, she had hidden herself away, always on guard against the prying eyes of the Warriors Den. Even when she ventured
out, she meticulously disguised her appearance. Now, however, she stood ostentatiously in front of a multitude, feigning
nonchalance. It was a tremendous psychological test, one she had carefully pondered before making the journey.
Coming to the university would undoubtedly expose her to greater scrutiny. With increased visibility, the risk of exposure grew
exponentially. Yet, as the ancients often proclaimed, sometimes the greatest marvels were hidden in plain sight.
Maria knew that without Jagoan’s assistance, her quest for revenge against the Warriors Den would be futile. In order to
establish a connection with him, she had to take a leap of faith. Now, as an international student herself, she swiftly navigated
the necessary procedures in a mere ten minutes.
With the access card and key to Room 301, bed No. 2 in her possession, Maria embarked on the journey to the dormitory
building for foreign students, accompanied by Michelle.
Along the way, her thoughts were consumed by the possibility of crossing paths with Jagoan today.
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Meanwhile, Jagoan, accompanied by Mrs. Lewis and others, guided Claudia to her designated dormitory.