Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

The teacher set her things down and cleared her throat, drawing the last few murmurs to a stop. "Alright, class, listen up. We've got an announcement."

An announcement? That got everyone's attention. Ryan's friends exchanged curious glances. Maya tilted her head slightly, waiting.

"We've got a new student joining us today," the teacher continued, looking like she was just as tired of this revolving door as the students.

The class let out a collective groan. "Another one?" someone muttered. "That's, what, the eighth new kid this year? This class is cursed, bro."

Parker leaned back in his seat, already zoning out. This wasn't his problem. He wasn't about to waste energy caring about—

"Ms. Wilder, you can come in now."

The name hit him like a bucket of ice water. His head snapped up so fast his neck actually twinged. 'Did she just—? No way. No. Freaking. Way.'

The door opened, and there she was.

Tessa Wilder.

If the room had been loud before, it was silent now. She walked in with the kind of energy you only see in movies. Not friendly, not hostile, just… her. Effortlessly magnetic, like she knew the world was hers and didn't need to rub it in. Her steps were light but deliberate, her designer uniform tailored just enough to make everyone else's look like trash.

Billionaire daughter air hung around her like perfume—subtle but impossible to miss.

"Holy shit, that's Tessa Wilder," someone whispered.

"Wait, the Wilder family only daughter?" another voice chimed in.

Parker, though? He wasn't hearing any of it. His mind was stuck on something else entirely.

"Wait, I have a surprise for you, love." Her words echoed in his head, the ones she'd teased him with before heading back home. Is this what she meant? Was this the surprise? His usual nonchalant mask cracked, a spark of something—shock, maybe warmth—lighting up his expression.

Tessa stopped at the front of the room, standing next to the teacher, scanning the class like a queen surveying her court. Her expression was neutral, calm, but there was no mistaking her confidence. She owned this moment.

Then her gaze landed on Parker.

And just like that, her entire demeanor shifted. Her lips curled into a wide, genuine smile, brighter than anyone had seen from her so far. It wasn't for the class—it was for him.

The shift in the room was palpable. Heads whipped around, following her line of sight, landing on Parker. The enigmatic, cold, untouchable Parker Black. And there he was, breaking character entirely, smiling back like she'd just handed him the world.

"What the actual fuck?" Ryan muttered under his breath, staring.

"Is this real life?" someone else asked.

Maya's voice was a little louder. "Parker, what's going on? Do you two know each other?" Her question was full of confusion and—let's be real—jealousy. But Parker didn't even glance at her. His eyes were locked on Tessa, and for once, his usual icy exterior was nowhere to be found.

No, she couldn't think of a single moment where Parker had ever smiled—at least not a real one.

And truthfully, Parker hadn't ever smiled genuinely until Tessa Wilder came into his life and showed him what warmth actually felt like, she was the reason why Parker could even bring himself to bring the likes of Naomi and Elena in his life or even be so chill with Ava, Claire and Alina outside bussiness grounds.

The teacher cleared her throat again, trying to regain control. "Ms. Wilder, please introduce yourself."

Tessa nodded politely, but she didn't need prompting. "Hey," she said, her voice smooth, confident, and just the right amount of casual. "I'm Tessa Wilder. Looks like I'm joining your class. Lucky you." She smirked, the kind of smirk that said she knew exactly how lucky they were to have her.

The teacher motioned for her to take a seat, but Tessa didn't hesitate.

She headed straight for Parker. No, scratch that—she practically skipped to him. The room was dead silent, everyone holding their breath as she stopped beside his desk.

"Honey," she said softly, her voice carrying just enough for everyone to hear.
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The collective gasp that followed could've powered a small city.

Parker leaned back in his chair, smirking up at her. "Come here," he said, his tone warm and teasing. She bent down and gave him a quick hug, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Holy crap," Maya whispered, her voice trembling. She looked like she was watching her entire life fall apart in real time.

"How've you been?" Parker asked, still smiling.

"Missing you to death," Tessa replied dramatically, making a few kids in the back snicker.

He chuckled. "So this was your surprise?"

She grinned, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. "Not all of it. There's more."

The teacher sighed loudly, clearly done with the theatrics. "Ms. Wilder, find a seat. Now."

Tessa straightened up, all innocent smiles, and slid into the seat next to Parker without a second's hesitation. She didn't just sit—she looped her arm around his, leaning into him like they were the only two people in the world.

Parker smiled again, softer this time, and patted her head. The gesture was so casual, so affectionate, it sent the room spiraling. Maya stared, her mouth slightly open, her mind racing.

Tessa Wilder… and Parker?

As the teacher started her lesson, the whispers grew until she'd left the class. No one could focus. The Wilder heiress and the enigma himself? It was the plot twist no one saw coming.

The whispers didn't stop. Hell, they didn't even slow down. It was like the class had collectively decided that paying attention to the teacher was optional now that this was happening. Phones buzzed under desks, messages flying faster than the speed of Wi-Fi.

Someone in the back muttered, "Bro, are we living in a Wattpad fanfic? Wilder and Black? What's next, a billionaire wedding?"

"Dude, Cleopatra's gonna lose her shit when she hears this," another voice replied, barely containing their laugh.

"Oh, you mean the other queen bee? Yeah, this is about to be war. What about Maya though, she's practically being hit by their love halo."

Maya, meanwhile, sat unnervingly quiet. Her usual dreamy demeanor was gone, replaced by a blank stare that might've been masking a thousand emotions. She didn't say anything, didn't move—just kept glancing between Tessa and Parker like she couldn't decide whether to cry, scream, or faint.

In the back of the room, Ryan's friend leaned over to one of his other friends, whispering, "Bet you ten bucks Cleopatra's already planning some Instagram post about this."

His friend snorted. "Dude, she's gonna drag them on her blog. You know how she gets when someone takes her spotlight."

And just like that, Cleopatra's name started bouncing around the room like wildfire.

"Cleopatra's gonna call her a wannabe."

"She's gonna lose it when she sees Parker smiling like that."

"Bet she'll call Tessa a discount queen or some shit."

Overhearing the comments, Parker didn't react. Tessa, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow, amused. "Cleopatra, huh?" she whispered to him, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

He shrugged. "Ignore it. She's all bark, no bite."