Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 901: Transferring Schools

Dorian no longer felt the confidence he once had when facing Aveline. Now, all that remained was an overwhelming sense of awkwardness.

For the longest time, he had assumed Aveline came from a modest background, believing that her closeness to Orion was due to money. But the truth struck like a thunderbolt-his family's business was merely a tiny distributor under the Barnet family's vast empire. The disparity between them was far beyond anything he had imagined.

"Aveline, are you leaving?" Dorian asked, his voice strained and unnatural.

"Yes, I'm leaving," she replied calmly. Aveline didn't dislike Dorian. Despite his occasional narcissism, he wasn't an unlikable person overall.

"Aveline, I know you and Orion have been close since childhood, but I want to say this- I really like you."

Aveline didn't expect him to be so persistent. She found it strange. After all, they were only in middle school. How could someone so young truly understand what it meant to like someone? Even though she had spent her entire life with Orion, she wasn't sure if her feelings for him were romantic.

Could someone who had only seen her a handful of times truly understand what "liking" meant?

"My answer is the same as before-I don't like you," she said firmly.

"You don't have to like me. It's enough that I like you," Dorian replied, his tone resolute.

"It's not that I doubt your sincerity, Dorian. I just find it odd. Do you really know what it means to like someone? You've only seen me a few times. You don't even know what kind of person I am in private."

"I may not know you completely, but I know you like white, you enjoy sweets, you prefer quiet places, and you dislike noisy crowds. You like soda water, but you hate flies..."

Aveline was startled. They weren't even in the same class, yet he knew so much about her.

voice interrupted,

people with ulterior motives trying to please her. And she prefers freshly made yogurt over soda water. As for

understanding her, you don't even know a fraction of what I do. Dorian,

out of nowhere, his voice steady and unwavering. Nearby, Joyce clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Orion,

it were second nature. He turned to

this lifetime," Orion said, his tone final.

Aveline said indifferently. Who in the world could compare to Orion in

white dress forever etched into his memory. "Aveline, why won't you

would never forget the first time he saw her. She had been wearing a white dress, her hair tied simply at the back. Most of the other students were accompanied by their parents for registration, but she had walked alone, her face carrying a distant, frosty expression as she wove through

spotted her, and for the first time in his

in a flowing white dress, mesmerizing everyone around her. He had always thought those

saw Aveline, he realized it

out of his daze. Thanks to his striking looks, he quickly attracted the attention of many girls, but his heart stayed fixated on the

for her relentlessly, and it hadn't been difficult. Aveline's beauty naturally caught the attention of others, making it easy to learn

boys had confessed to her, only to be rejected.

her world consisted only of herself. She never even glanced at the boys around her, not even during the

the same spot every day, timing

time he saw her,

thing about liking someone. A fleeting moment could leave

noticed Orion's dark expression and tugged at his sleeve. "Orion,

"No," he replied curtly.

jealous!" Joyce teased, clearly enjoying the drama. "It's because other boys like Aveline just as much as