The Author's POV

Staring at the door to the classroom, I sighed

[A25]

The letter "A" stood for the floor level which went from A to E, and the number "25" referred to the classroom number

There was a reason for my sigh.

I knew this class

Of course, I knew this classroom. This was the classroom where the protagonist and the other main characters stayed for half of the novel. Many schemes and plots from jealous rivals and competitors happened in this class.

Regardless of how much I didn't want to be involved with the main cast, now that I found myself in this class I would most likely be swept regardless of my will.

"Yo, you going in or not?"

Waking me up from my thoughts was a rough feminine voice

Slowly turning my head I momentarily fell into a daze.

Beautiful would have been an understatement in this case. Standing right before me, was a young girl with short brown hair. She had crystal blue eyes, a small but not too small nose, and a well-proportioned face. Her white skin that did not have any gaps accompanied by her beautiful doll-like appearance made anyone who looked at her lose themselves in her beauty. She had a well-developed body, where everything that should've developed, was developed and her elegant yet slightly arrogant demeanor added more to her charm.

Currently, her cherry red lips were parted in an annoyed pout as she stared at me in annoyance

"Move it!"

Seeing that I was dumbly staring at her, she shoved me to the side in annoyance and entered the classroom.

Letting out a bitter smile, I shook my head.

"That's Emma for you"

One of the main heroines of the novel. Emma Roshfield, daughter of Ashton city's mayor who was also the Vice-director of the union, and S rank warrior. One of the most powerful people in the human domain right now.

When I was designing her character, I made her into a 'tomboyish' style character. She was sometimes rude and impatient, but oftentimes she was kind, making her one of my reader's favorite characters.

For real though, I did expect her to be beautiful but the moment I laid eyes on her I was stunned by her otherworldly beauty. Not even in my previous world did I ever see someone so beautiful

Watching her figure enter the classroom, I couldn't help but express my admiration for her. Even famous actresses that I saw on TV would feel ashamed if they stood next to each other.

It took me a couple of seconds to collect myself before bitterly smiling.

What was wrong with me?

A 32-year-old man getting mesmerized by a 16-year-old kid?

I'm starting to sympathize with all the isekai protagonists out there who experience the same thing.

Since I was reincarnated into a younger body, which was still in its teens, I couldn't help but feel something when looking at the extremely beautiful Emma.

I think the biggest misconception that readers have regarding isekai protagonists was how they assumed that just because they were mentally old that they should no longer have any desires.

You have to take note that older people are not some sages who have no sexual desires, in fact, the only reason their sexual desires decreased overtime was because of their aging bodies. It had nothing to do with their mentality.

So put yourself in my shoes who was reincarnated into a body raging with hormones.

My reaction was totally understandable.

Still, this doesn't mean I was actually in love with Emma. I was just stunned by how beautiful she was.

I mean for one she's 16 so that in itself was a no-go for me, and secondly, she's one of the main protagonists who later falls in love with the protagonist, why would she be attracted to someone like me who has no redeeming quality?

"huuu"

After collecting my breath, I slowly opened the door and entered the classroom.

Looking at the classroom I couldn't help but notice how spotless it was as it almost looked like it was sparkling.

The classroom was split into two descending rows, and each row had a retractable seat that one could sit on.

"Where should I sit?"

As I looked around the classroom for a place to sit, my attention was instantly drawn towards two individuals.

Haughtily sitting on the last row on the right was a blonde youth with clear green eyes and a dignified face. His slightly long hair gently rested on top of his broad shoulders, and his perfectly masculine jawline seemed as if it was chiseled by a sculptor.

From time to time you could see girls secretly taking peeks at his handsome face as they shyly blushed and turned their heads away whenever their eyes met.

Jin Horton

The protagonist's rival.

owned a majority stake of the second-largest guild

definitely tell he was one of those typical

people feel like they were below him could be vividly seen by the

spoon, and provided with whatever he desired, it was almost inevitable for

me wrong, although he had the vibe of a villain, he was actually part of the 'goods

only after I made some adjustments to his

may be a villain now but later as the story progresses and his character goes through a series of hurdles,

Her sleek black hair, which was randomly restricted by a small hairpin, gathered at her waist. her exquisite small face that was devoid of any makeup, displayed an image

girl focused on her book.

Amanda Stern

Guildmaster of 'Demon hunter' guild, the current number 1

with a silver spoon, but unlike him, she did not become haughty. In fact, she was quite the opposite of Jin, well-mannered, intelligent, and oftentimes kind. Whenever the protagonist would get in

to point out a flaw about her though, it would be the fact that

no choice but to learn and suffer all the schemes that were directed at her family. Oftentimes she would be targeted by other guilds or organizations so that they could use her

and ploys, she was left with no choice but to mature earlier

aloof she was, I shook my head

I decided to sit down on the second row on the left. As far as way from

I was going

a proper mob

Why?

main characters were literal

with them. Like hell am I going to bother

them in the most likely scenario

was 7:30 A.M and

minutes to spare before class started, I rested my head on my arms and closed my

at the academy an

the time I had come back from the Clayton ridge, it was already 6:45 A.M. and as I couldn't skip class I

I was honestly exhausted.

honest, I don't even know if I could even manage to keep

was orientation day so they shouldn't

"Attention!"

I was soundly sleeping on the desk, a loud voice echoed across the classroom waking

behind the podium as she looked

your first day, so there won't be anything special planned, but I sure hope you haven't slacked off during the short interval where you were accepted here. How do you expect to graduate from this place if you can't

-Bam!

across the classroom. Apart from Emma, Jin, Amanda,

be no slacking

whole classroom, her eyes briefly paused on Emma, Jin, and Amanda, and the few others that managed to withstand her shockwave. If one looked closely you could see traces of satisfaction on her face as she

both hands on the podium she looked at the

start with the self-introductions. I'm Donna Longbern, your personal

I

the characters which

witch,

as I tried to suppress my raging

reminded one of a fully ripe peach. Her tempting figure that could cause any man to go

truly stood out the most about her, was not her figure, but her beautiful violet eyes that made one lose themselves

which caused her to become extremely seductive to

completely tip the scale of a battlefield by turning allies against each

28 which was quite young considering that now the people lived for up to 200 years of age, more than double than before,

puppet of her will. Even now as she stood in front of the podium her every movement attracted the gaze of every male in the classroom.

What about me?

I popped a boner.

me, I hid it well and no one could see it, or else I

help it. She was literally the incarnation

as to hit on her. Not only was she strong, but she

fair share of suitors. Hitting on

sure I don't have to say more as most of you may

as she looked around

seemed to have gotten used to the boy's reactions, as

too much of your time. I can already see some people who look exhausted in the classroom. Perhaps they did not sleep enough because they were too excited or they trained all night, so I'll make

An angel

angel sent by

How could I have possibly had such devious thoughts about such an

even tell how exhausted I was and was trying to be considerate of me and

Amitabha

am one with

first, let's

out a small tablet, she quickly called out

"Rank 1750, Ren Dover"

enthusiastically raised my hand and

"Present!"

Nodding she continued