Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Chapter 135 Unnatural Obsession

Ryan was the golden boy of Silverbrook High—one of those effortlessly perfect types everyone either envied or worshipped. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-kissed blond hair that always seemed to fall in place without trying. His skin practically glowed, that natural tan, flawless as hell.

He had the classic sharp jawline, piercing blue eyes that made girls weak, and a smile straight out of a damn cologne commercial.

Academics? Top 2%. Sports? Captain of the basketball team. Good at football too. Ryan was good in all sport to sum it up. Money? Yeah, his parents were loaded. Everyone knew about their mansion on the lake.

Ryan was that guy. The one who would get nominated for prom king two years in a row. The one teachers trusted with everything. The one whose name echoed in the halls like a brand.

And yet—none of that seemed enough. Not when Parker Black was back.

At first, Ryan had been sure Maya would eventually get over the nobody. Sure, Parker had a place in her heart, but he was invisible. No presence. No power. No class brains. He wasn't built like Ryan, wasn't dominating the court or the school rankings. And back then? Parker didn't even have money. Nothing worth noticing.

Ryan had assumed Maya would figure that out too. That she'd wake up and realize who the real catch was. Him. Yet that never happened.

But now?

Parker fucking changed.

He didn't just show up to school—he arrived in a Rolls Royce. His entire vibe was different. Cold. Sharp. Like he owned the damn place but didn't care enough to prove it. His face wasn't just handsome anymore—it was the kind of pretty that pissed Ryan off. Almost ethereal. And rich? Yeah, either Parker came into some serious cash or had some mysterious sugar mummy situation.

Whatever the case, his money flex was hitting hard.

Ryan hated it.

But... not all was lost.

Parker was clearly avoiding Maya. That much was obvious. He never flirted back, barely acknowledged her presence unless forced to. That was something. The thing was, this wasn't new. Ryan had been seeing it for years—Maya chasing Parker like some obsession since they were kids. It didn't make sense.

When he asked Annabelle once, hoping for some gossip, she gave him the shock of his life.

Maya had been protective and lovesick of Parker since childhood. Back when they were just little kids. Apparently, Maya once threatened to report Julian and his pack of friends to her dad for bullying Parker when they were all in elementary school.

Ryan hadn't known that last piece. And Annabelle—who practically hit hits for Ryan—didn't spill more.

But even knowing all that, Ryan didn't give up. He couldn't. He was mostly likely obsessed with her. Who wouldn't.

Because Maya Winslow?

She wasn't just pretty. She was a problem.

Picture-perfect face. Big, round blue eyes framed by those ridiculously long lashes. Full lips always glossed, soft pink. But it wasn't just her face—it was her body.

Curves. Dangerous ones.

Her uniform? Modified, obviously. That white blouse tight, just a button away from scandal, stretching over her chest in a way that made it very hard to focus in class. The pleated skirt short enough to get away with but still have every guy turning their heads. Long legs, always in sheer stockings or those thigh-high socks.

She knew she was hot—played it up without caring.

And now? She was sitting there, practically glued to Parker's desk, arm draped on the table, chin resting on her palm as she just stared at him with those lovesick eyes.

Even with the teacher at the front, even while the lesson dragged on, she never stopped looking.

And Parker?

Cold as fucking ice. Didn't even glance her way.

"Parker," Hensley said now, leaning against his desk with that smug teacher face. "Care to explain how we got this answer?"

The whole class paused.

Somewhere in the back, Ryan snickered under his breath, like he was expecting Parker to choke.

Parker didn't.

He didn't even look up. Just kept flipping his textbook, eyes scanning the next section.

"Parker?"

Silence.

"...Mr. Black?"

Nada.

The tension in the room shifted. It was that awkward, skin-crawling energy where everyone was just waiting for something to break. A few whispers kicked up. Maya blinked, like she was wondering if he was ignoring the teacher on purpose or if he was just that locked in whatever world he was in.

Parker wasn't mad. Yet.

Hensley wasn't a bad guy, but his persistence was getting annoying.

He sighed, quietly this time, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'Just let it go already, man.' He wasn't in the mood. Not after the whole Blackwood mess. Not while he still felt that weird afterglow lingering from his last encounter with Robert.

Thankfully, the bell rang.

Saved by the bell, literally.

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Before Parker could even pack up his stuff, Maya was already moving. Fast.

Too fast.

"Smile, love!"

Click!

The flash of her phone camera went off before Parker could react.

He blinked, eyebrows furrowing, trying to process what just—

What the fuck?

He looked at the screen in her hand. The picture was already uploaded. Somehow, in that split second, she'd angled the shot so it looked like she was pecking his cheek.

He hadn't even felt her get that close.

How the hell—

Appraise.

The thought was barely formed before the system kicked in.

[Ding! Descendant of an Origin Family found.]