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CHAPTER FIVE;
my spiral begins, right on cue

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The sharp sound of a car horn blares, jolting you out of the murky daze that had nearly consumed your consciousness. You stumble back into awareness, heart racing as reality snaps back into focus around you.

As if on cue, Louis’s familiar voice fills your ear. “Given your history of getting hit on by cars, shouldn’t you be paying more attention to your surroundings, dumbass?” Louis drawls. 

Though his voice is dripping with sarcasm, you can detect a faint hint of concern beneath it. It’s subtle, buried under layers of bravado, but it’s there. Even with all his tough talk, he’s still looking out for you in his own annoyingly unique way.

The two of you are still stuck at the hospital’s bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive… any minute now. It might have been ten, maybe twenty minutes, but you’ve barely noticed, still dazed from the very strange, very sexy(?), situation beforehand.

You sigh helplessly. Louis is right, you should be more aware of your surroundings. The last thing you need is another unfortunate encounter with a speeding vehicle. You’ve had more than your share of those, and let’s face it—you’re no masochist.

Ah, still though. You can’t shake the feeling of being massively off-kilter after that whole… encounter with Jude. It was so out of character for him. For one, you’re pretty sure he would never willingly get that close to Louis. The Jude you know from the novel would never do something like that!

You groan in frustration.

It’s all so strange! The way he whispered those words in such close proximity, how easily he held you down in that chair, and that scent—his alpha scent—felt so… overwhelming, so suffocating, so intoxicating, so… so—! What the hell is going on?!

Slap!

Louis looks at you as if you’ve grown a second head.

“Why the hell did you just slap yourself? Now everyone waiting for the bus is staring at you like you’re some kind of weirdo! Which, to be fair, they’re not exactly wrong. Just saying.”

“Geez. Thanks a lot for defending little old me, Louis. I’m soooo grateful,” you mutter under your breath, making sure only he can hear you because the last thing you need is for everyone else at the bus stop to think you’re even weirder than they already do.

“Well, we’re stuck with each other whether we even like it or not,” Louis replies with a smug grin, clearly enjoying himself at your expense. “Who else is going to bear the insults I’ve been saving up if not you and that puny-sounding system you’ve got?”

“…This is why you have so little fans, Louis.”

“You—!”

You tune out the rest of Louis’s words—mostly his usual yelling and complaining—as the bus finally pulls up to take you to your new home… which is, of course, Louis’s home, but uh, oh well. Beggars can’t be choosers and all that, right?

As you stare out the bus window, your thoughts drift back to Jude’s piercing, predatory gaze, lingering in your mind like a lovely, little parasite. When you close your eyes, you reach back, trying to recall the scent of sweet caramel and fresh grass.

Fuck. This is gonna be a big problem for you, isn’t it?

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You’re pleasantly, very pleasantly surprised when you finally arrive at Louis’s apartment complex.

It was never described much in the novel, so you were expecting something a bit rundown compared to Louis’s rivals, who are known for having way too much money inside of their pockets. 

But you’re wrong. Louis’s place is—well, you’re no financial expert, but you’re pretty sure it costs quite a hefty amount to buy something this nice looking. 

“Wow! Your place is actually, surprisingly, pleasantly cozy, Louis,” you laugh like a child as the fingerprint lock clicks open. That’s right—fingerprint lock! Very cool. You wished you had one of these back in your old world, but your wallet had firmly said: No, [Name], you can’t afford that kind of shit!

You drop onto the nearest sofa without even bothering to take off your shoes, catching the brief flicker of irritation in Louis’s brown eyes. You brush it off, though—consideration hasn’t exactly been Louis’s strong suit either.

Hmph!

Sitting down on the other far end of the sofa, Louis immediately asks, “So, when are we going to go and find Neil? The sooner we make contact with him, the faster that system of yours goes fucking online or something, right?”

In response to that, you pull out the phone with the glaringly empty contact list and wave it in front of Louis’s clearly annoyed face. “Yeah, but I don’t suppose you remember Neil’s number, do you? Because things are going to be a bit tricky, especially since he’s a workaholic who seems to thrive on overworking himself.”

You heard that correctly—Neil is a workaholic! From a young age, having grown up as an orphan, he’s been driven by a relentless work ethic. In the Omegaverse, where omegas often face mistreatment and disdain, Neil has dedicated himself to proving his worth in a different light. 

It’s no wonder the alphas are so captivated by him; if you’re being honest, you probably would be too. Especially considering it’s been said that he has an irresistibly cute face that you’d love to just playfully squish repeatedly in your hands. Besides, even Louis wasn’t immune to Neil’s charms!

“Why would I bother remembering his phone number?”

“I don’t know. Maybe because you like him?”

“N-no, I don’t!” Louis stammers, his face flushing with embarrassment. See? No immunity whatsoever. The protagonist of the story clearly has too much of that rizz, you think.

You can’t wait to meet him and get your system up and running with actual missions and all that!

Speaking of systems…

[ NAME ]

you’ve been awfully quiet system
you aren’t planning anything
suspicious… are you??

[ SYSTEM ]

Hehe, I’ve actually been
scanning things here and there
to help you guys out!
ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

[ NAME ]

ohohoho????
what is it!!??

[ LOUIS ]

it better be fucking useful

[ SYSTEM ]

It is!!!!!
I got Neil’s complete schedule
and his whereabouts so that
you can talk to him immediately <3

[ NAME ]

that’s…
actually useful!?
im very impressed
five gold stars for u system

[ SYSTEM ]

Hehehe (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄) 

[ LOUIS ]

so? when and where should we go?
technically I know where he works at
but I have no idea about his schedule

[ SYSTEM ]

Oh, that makes things easier then!
Yes. Neil should currently be in his office
And when you arrive, he should be on his way
home so you can catch up with him there!

[ NAME ]

alrighty then
finally some good news
when should we leave??

[ SYSTEM ]

Oh! um uhhhhh
(ーー;)

[ LOUIS ]

you just said you knew his schedule
did you fucking lie?!

[ SYSTEM ]

I do!! It’s just, um, to arrive on time
you guys should have left
…fifteen minutes ago
(／。＼)

[ LOUIS ]

fuckkkk

[ NAME ]

shit
do you guys know
a shortcut or something

[ SYSTEM ]

I do not
Sowwy ( ‘ï½¥_ï½¥’)

[ LOUIS ]

well I fucking do
[Name], you better be able
to ride a motorcycle
or else I ain’t going to
let you drive mine

[ NAME ]

don’t worry!!
i soooo can ride one
how hard can it even be?!

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“You fucking liar!! This is your first time, isn’t it?!” Louis shouts furiously from behind you as you speed along on the motorcycle, desperately trying to keep it steady.

You have no idea why he’s screaming so much. If you’re being honest, he’s technically already dead, isn’t he? It’s your own life you should be worrying about, not his!

“You think it doesn’t fucking matter because I’m not really alive, don’t you?!”

Holy shit. How does he know that? Is Louis a mind reader now?

“It’s because I know exactly what kind of dumb shit is rattling around in that empty head of yours!” 

Damn, he did it again!

“You’re getting ruder by the minute, Louis. Calm down a little, would you?” you shout through gritted teeth, struggling against the relentless wind hitting your face as you speed along on the heavy motorcycle.

“If you let even a single scratch on my motorcycle, I’ll haunt your ass even in hell, [Name]! I’ll never let you know a single moment of peace! I’ll break every fucking bone in your body!” Wow, very scary indeed.

It might be a guess, but you think Louis is extremely attached to this motorcycle of his. Maybe, he even loves the thing.

You purse your lips, stifling the urge to flip him off as you focus intently on keeping the heavy motorcycle from tipping over.

A few minutes later, as you approach your destination and start feeling more confident, Louis screams into your ear once again. “Hit the fucking brake! It’s a red fucking light, you moron!”

“There’s no one around though!”

“Are you blind? An old lady is trying to cross! Respect the elderly, [Name]!”

“I can ride past her no problem—”

Louis yells again. “Fucking brake already!”

You sigh. “Fine,” you drawl, as you wait for the elderly lady to cross—a process that seems to take an eternity. As you watch the seconds tick by, you can’t help but think that you’re definitely going to be late.

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And so concludes that quaint little journey with Louis.

Next time, you’re definitely opting for a taxi—for your own sanity and Louis’s as well.

You nudge Louis’s ghostly arm with a playful grin. “Well, that could’ve gone worse, eh?”

Louis shoots you a glare, as usual, but you’ve grown used to it by now. It doesn’t seem to bother you as much. Besides, despite his talent for colorful language and his perpetual scowl, you can’t help but think that Louis might actually be kind of cute if he weren’t constantly stuck in his extremely violent mode.

“I’ll kill you.”

You chuckle at his grumpy response, feeling a bit more at ease despite the chaos of the day.

“So, this is where Neil works, huh?” you whistle, taking in the towering phallic-shaped building. “It’s uhh, taller than I expected it to be.” The author must have thought it was funny or something. What an absolute loser.

“Yeah, yeah. Now hurry up and stop grinning at it. We don’t have all day,” Louis growls, crossing his arms as he strides ahead. He passes by strangers, his ghostly apparition making no impact on their world, as if they’re not even there. Wait, no, it should be: as if he’s not even here.

You know, it’d probably be a little funny if Louis was just a figment of your creative imagination.

But hey, are you really so lonely that your magical best friend guiding you on this journey turns out to be Louis, the rudest person you’ve ever met? That’s kind of sad, isn’t it? 

Speaking of sad and lonely…

“[Name], hurry the fuck up!” Louis yells from ahead of you.

That’s right—the saddest and most lonely existence right now seems to be Louis, huh? You shudder. You can’t even how you’d feel if one day you woke up and someone replaced your entire life with their own existence. Everyone forgetting who you even are. No one being able to sense you, or touch you, and the biggest fucking joke is that the only one who can see you is the one who stole your life right before your very eyes.

Yeah, you wouldn’t want that happening to you. Ever.

So, you can’t really imagine how Louis must be feeling right now, and… you can’t exactly blame him for being so foul-mouthed all the time.

You shake your head, pulling your focus back together and following Louis to the building. If you can somehow help him with the system, you’re determined to try. It’s the least you can do as a decent human being.

As the two of you approach the entrance, you suddenly hear the screech of tires from behind you.

You turn around, and at the same moment, Louis’s frantic scream echoes around you.

“[Name]! Look out—!”

“Holy fuck————!” you scream, your voice as loud as a wailing baby.

Contrary to your and Louis’s expectations—and to everyone around’s—the universe seems to have a very twisted sense of timing. Just as you’re about to launch into a rant, cursing the cruel universe for your imminent demise due to another speeding car in your head, the vehicle screeches to a halt right beside you.

You had lost your balance so violently that you nearly ended up in the nearest hospital. Your heart pounds in your chest as you gape at the sleek, fancy-looking car that almost ran you over. Deliberately, you might add!

As the door swings open, you quickly pull yourself together and stand up, ready to confront your near-assailant with a surge of anger.

Who the fuck just tried to kill you!?

And just as that question pops in your mind—

[ RIVAL CHARACTER HAS BEEN DETECTED ]

[ LOADING… ]

[ LOADING…… ]

[ LOADING……… ]

[ CHARACTER RECOGNIZED ]

╔                                                ╗

ENVER ALBRECHT

ALPHA

LOVE RIVAL

â–ˆ â–ˆ %

╚                                                  ╝

Oh. Ohhhhhh.

Yeah, that checks out. Makes a lot of fucking sense, actually.

Before you even catch a glimpse of him, the heat and intensity of his pheromones hit you. Enver smells like fire—an overwhelming blend of burning wood and smoldering embers on a cold, dark night.

Unlike Jude, whose pheromones spread around you slowly and subtly, Enver’s presence hits you like a freight train. His smoky scent is a full-frontal assault, a blatant challenge from one alpha to another, making its dominance known with a forceful impact.

You grit your teeth as Louis’s voice comes from behind you, laced with a heavy, murderous tone. “Look what the fucking cat dragged in.”

Long, luscious red hair styled to perfection. Teal blue eyes, as colorful as the ocean in summer, concealed behind dark-tinted sunglasses. And above all, that pompous, disregarding attitude he directs at everyone around him. 

It seems like you and Louis aren’t the only ones who are looking for Neil. Just your luck.

“Enver,” you say his name carefully, letting it roll off your tongue as you glare at the beautiful yet dangerous alpha before you.

Enver narrows his eyes at you, his chin lifted in a condescending manner. He regards you with a bored, almost expressionless look, devoid of any hint of a smile.

“Apologies,” he says, and then a slow, languid smirk that sends your anger reeling. “It seems my car almost hit a poor, little wounded dog.”

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!! author’s note !!

I didn’t really check for any misspellings or errors here so whoops hehe <33 and heyyyy you’re finally meeting Mr. pretty redhead that is an absolute ass to everyone. Curious how you guys think about him so far with only that one tiny dialogue LMFOAOAOAO Although this chapter is called someone new, I did like focusing a lot on Louis because no matter how foul-mouthed he is, I still love my babagurl very much and I hope you guys do as well. Alright, that’s all for now, lemme know how you overall think abt the chapter cause that would make me very happy heheh ^-^ alright toodles!!!! (p.s. if you’re bored, go ahead and read my other original works hehehehehhehehe)