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

of those typical arrogant young master

him from the corner of my eye. His condescending attitude that made people feel like they were below

desired, it was almost inevitable for

he had the vibe of a villain, he was actually

made some adjustments to his

but later as the story progresses and his character goes through a series of hurdles, he starts to mature and slowly

of the girl's attention, seated in front of him was a slender beauty that matched Emma's looks and attracted the majority of the boy's gazes. 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 of natural beauty and innocence that made anyone that was near her have an urge

everyone that was trying to talk to her, the young girl focused on her book.

Amanda Stern

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

silver spoon, but unlike him, she did not become haughty. In fact, she was quite the opposite

her though, it would be the fact that she was cold. Very

she had no choice but to learn and suffer all the schemes that were directed at her family. Oftentimes

such schemes and ploys, she was left with no choice but to mature earlier than normal people,

how aloof she was, I shook my head and looked for a

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

was no way I was going to interact with

like a proper

Why?

The main characters were literal calamity

Like hell am I going to bother getting close

to interact with them in the most likely scenario I

it was 7:30 A.M and class began

I had 30 minutes to spare before class started, I rested my head

had actually arrived at the

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

I was honestly exhausted.

I don't even know if I could even manage

they shouldn't be talking

"Attention!"

on the desk, a loud voice echoed across the

the instructor stood behind the podium as she looked at the

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

-Bam!

across the classroom. Apart from Emma, Jin, Amanda, and a couple of other students, everyone in the classroom was pushed back,

slacking off

that managed to withstand her shockwave. If one looked closely you could

on the podium she looked at the

start with the self-introductions. I'm Donna Longbern, your personal instructor for this year and possibly

I knew

I knew it. She was one of the characters which I spent the most time designing. She looked exactly

calamity witch,

tried to suppress my

gently cascaded along her shoulders stopping right above her raised butt that reminded one of a fully ripe peach. Her tempting figure that

figure, but her beautiful violet eyes that made one lose

extremely rare enchantress art, which caused her to

her especially fearsome was that she could completely tip the scale of a battlefield by turning allies against each

for up to 200 years of age, more than double than before, prior to the

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

What about me?

I popped a boner.

and no one could see

literally the incarnation of my

only was she strong, but she was actually an S rank member of the union, and

of suitors. Hitting on her was like

more as most of you

spoke as she

the boy's reactions, as she feigned ignorance to their reddening

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

was an angel

I have possibly had such

exhausted I was and was trying to be considerate of

Amitabha

one

first, let's

a small tablet,

"Rank 1750, Ren Dover"

enthusiastically raised

"Present!"

Nodding she continued