Damian Vargas

Who says monsters always come with black robes, scars on their faces, or roaring laughter in dark rooms? Sometimes, the world's deadliest monsters walk in the morning sun, carrying a dull backpack, and wearing thick, plastic-rimmed glasses that are deliberately made to look tacky.
In the eyes of all the students at Pelita Bangsa High School, Damian Vargas was simply the most pathetic creature on the face. A quiet boy, always with his head down, a slightly hunched walk, and a guaranteed target for delinquents looking for an outlet.
Not a single person in that school—not even the honor-crazed principal—knew the rotten secret behind that innocent face.
Behind this too-small high school uniform stands the real Damian Vargas. A twenty-six-year-old man. The uncrowned ruler who controls the largest crime syndicate from behind the scenes. Shady transactions worth millions of dollars, port cartels, and even the mysterious deaths of corrupt politicians? All of it is being pulled along by fingers that now tremble with fear when yelled at.
He deliberately disguised himself as a high school student.
Not because I have nothing to do or want to reminisce about my boring teenage years.
But because of one name.
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At that school, everyone knew Damian Vargas as the nerdy guy with glasses who never dared to fight anyone.
But no one knows, behind those thick glasses lies the gaze of a man who is used to seeing people kneel before him.
And that day, for the first time, Damian found the one person he didn't want to bow down to.
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The problem is... Damian doesn't know how to love someone without having them.