Page 12 of The Gargoyle in the College

He shakes his head. “No, you are the only one who can see me missing.”

“Are you going to tell me that it’s some kind of magic? And that I’m the only one who can see you?”

He frowns as if he is confused. “What do you mean by that? Everyone knows that magic exists, no?”

He either means exactly what he said, or this is the most elaborate prank ever pulled in history and he is the best actor ever.

I say, “Just explain everything, please.”

“Okay, I saw that the robber tried to attack you, so I jumped in to help. It’s my job to make sure everyone is safe on the campus.”

“Ah, so you run around helping everyone.”

He clears his throat. “I do that at times, I can’t let everyone see me.”

“Can everyone see you?”

“Yes, they walk by me every day. But like this, see me walking around and talking, hell no.”

“There are some kind of rules for gargoyles.”

“Do you also know about that?”

The more I talk to him, the more confusing it gets. “Not really. I’m not a gargoyle after all.”

“I’m tasked to look after this campus by other magical beings. So, helping you is something extra. But I’m grateful that you cleaned me.”

I suck in an abrupt breath. Now he really sounds like that gargoyle who helped me. I heard him when he told me to stop struggling.

Wait... If he is the gargoyle and sits like a statue, it means that he can feel it when people touch his body. And if that’s the case, when I cleaned him, he’d feel me rubbing his crotch...

Fuck... That’s not what I expected, or could even imagine.

I point at him even though that’s going to be rude. “And you’re here half-naked.”

He stares at himself, seemingly unaware until I mentioned it. “Is this wrong? I think I shouldn’t show up naked, so I put pants on. I’ve seen humans, especially men, walking around with only pants.” He tugs on the band of his pants. “Is this wrong?”

I lift my brows at him. “Are you serious?”

“I am. I said I’d look for you tonight, but apparently, you needed me earlier than that.”

I swallow and stare harder at him. What does that mean? That I’d... need him later? And it just so happened that I got attacked by a robber, so I needed him earlier?

He spreads his wings and his arms as if he’s showing off his physique. He is chiseled and muscular, which makes for a good scene for sure. But...

He smirks at me. “It has been years, if not decades, since a human saw me walking around.”

“As a statue, countless sees you.”

“That doesn’t count.”

“I still don’t understand. Somehow, you decided to show up in front of me, among all people.”

He leans closer. My cheeks are burning. His spicy scent wraps around me, almost choking me, for good. He lifts my cheek with a finger. “Because you’re special.”

“Like... What’s so special about me? I’m just another freshman. Is that because I cleaned you despite the fact that you can move and should have washed yourself instead?”

He laughs. When his face is that close to mine, his heated breath lands on me, setting my inside on fire. Not to mention when he is mere inches from me, I can almost feel his warmth. Now... My dream last night flashes in my mind again, which...

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