POSSESSION: The Hidden Omega In All Alphas' Academy [BL]
Chapter 92: Permitted Time

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Permitted Time

When warm glistening rays of the sun fell over Kylian’s face from the small window next to his bed, he was awakened from his long, deep slumber. The day’s first class was scheduled at 9 AM, and since he had already missed the classes yesterday, there was no way he could afford to be late for today’s class.

However, upon waking up, the first worry that struck his mind was the lack of his belongings since he hadn’t had the time to get his belongings from Zenith’s room.

Considering his ignorant attitude towards his surroundings, from what he had heard during Aiden’s conversation with Zenith, Kylian assumed that Zenith must’ve already lost or thrown away his backpack since it was just a piece of invaluable baggage lying in the corner of his room.

The Academy didn’t have a particular uniform assigned for their class, but Kylian had made sure to bring many formal and check shirts that he could wear daily. Upon arriving here the first thing that caught his attention was almost all the students were wearing branded outfits, including Stephan, which implied that the students here belonged to wealthy backgrounds.

Kylian was the only odd one here who belonged to a commoner background, but this realization didn’t cause any inferiority complex to form inside him.

With his strong will, Kylian felt rather proud to wear all those clothes that his mother had brought for him using her hard-earned money from working tirelessly in her small restaurant.

However, losing his shoes in the sea and now thinking about his backpack had started to give Kylian the first headache of the day. He checked his wallet and saw the money Marita had given him as pocket money before he left for Westport.

However, considering the high living standards of this city, he knew that much money wouldn’t be enough to buy even one pair of decent shirts for him. He was already pissed at Zenith for using his picture to threaten him, so Kylian didn’t intend to ask Zenith for spare clothes as he didn’t want to be further indebted to him.

While Kylian was biting on his nails while countless worries filled his head, his gaze fell on the shoes Zenith had given to him yesterday at the corner of his room. He felt a chill running down his spine as he was aware the price of that one pair of shoes was more than his tuition fees which Marita must’ve struggled to pay for him.

’KNOCK KNOCK!’

But at that moment the door was knocked loudly again, making Kylian wince as he wondered who might’ve come to his room at this early morning. With a bit hesitation when he opened the door, his eyes rolled to see it was Barnes standing tall, carrying the backpacks Kylian had left in Zenith’s room, along with another small bag.

"Good morning, Sir." Barnes was a tall muscular guy, but in front of Kylian, he appeared of the same height as him. After offering startled Kylian with a polite greeting, he handed those backpacks and that bag to him, before he added, "Young Master had asked me to deliver your belongings to you early morning today. Oh, and this bag was separately added by Master to give it to you."

While Kylian quietly grabbed his belongings from his arm, he skeptically rolled his gaze on Barnes’s face before he asked, "Tell me the truth, Mr. Barnes. Did that silver-headed punk really install a camera in my room? Otherwise, how could he accurately learn about everything I ponder by myself."

"Oh, I...don’t know about that, Sir." Barnes looked a bit baffled hearing his grunt, as he scratched the back of his head while conveying, "I had received his command last night, Sir. So, I don’t think he had installed any cameras or anything...I don’t know."

"Anyways," Kylian exhaled a long sigh of relief after getting his things back, when he offered a cordial smile, "Thank you for bringing them to me, Mr. Barnes. Wait, but how are you roaming around freely in the Academy... aren’t only students allowed here inside?"

"Oh, don’t fret about that. I am one of the men working for Young Master here, so we have obtained special permission for the Principal himself to be here."

Barnes sounded a bit boastful from his tone which made Kylian frown his brow, once again realizing Zenith’s influence here in the Elite Academy was much bigger than he had considered it to be.

But when Kylian fell silent, Barnes hurriedly glanced at his wristwatch and panicked a little, while quickly offering him another bow, "Oh no, I chatted more than my permitted limit. Pardon me, Sir. I should leave immediately—"

"What permitted limit?" Kylian quickly grabbed his arm as he saw Barnes was about to bolt out of the hallway if he hadn’t stopped him.

Looking a bit nervous, Barnes affirmed, "Umm, Young Master has set a time limit on talking to you, Sir. I mean, I can’t talk or be near you for more than 10 minutes, if I am done with the business. Otherwise, he might order a lethal punishment for me and this rule also applies to all the other boys working under me."

"What?" Since the day of arriving here, Zenith’s actions had always rendered his speechless, just like now he couldn’t believe his ears that Zenith was crazy enough to set those stupid rules for the people working under his command.

Feeling a tinge of bashful headache throbbing on his forehead after hearing him, Kylian frowned as he mumbled to him, "Don’t bother about his silly rules, he’s just a brat with a loose screw. I am sure he must’ve made those rules to torment people—"

"No...we are supposed to obey his every command coming directly from Young Master, especially this is what we were told by Boss Clark."

Barnes offered another bow as he proceeded to take his leave. But his glance suddenly rolled inside on Kylian’s study table, before he was about to walk away.

He paused for a second before he continued, "Also, please check that additional bag too when you sort your belongings. It was also another command from Young Master. Have a good day ahead."

Before letting Kylian speak another word, Barnes almost bolted away from the hallway leaving him a bit dumbfounded behind.

But after walking past the hallway, Barnes halted his motion and frowned his brows, when he skeptically mumbled to himself, "If I saw it right with one glance, those were medicines and heat suppressants for omegas! But why were they kept on his study table inside? What use does he have for them?"