Chapter 3 Fiber.

—Miss Jackson, repeat once again the commitment you must make," said Director Kim Yeo-jin, leaning on the desk with both hands, looking at her over her black glasses. She had been pulled out of a meeting for the sixth time that week due to the somewhat rebellious behavior of the young girl with a dark complexion in front of her. That Latina, residing in America and living in San Francisco, with her attractive, tender, and sexy physique. And most boys knew it. Kim waited for her to say something. At that moment, she looked at him with defiance and annoyance.

"Again?" she asked, with a pout, to which Kim crossed her arms.

"How troublesome..." she muttered impatiently. "I've been sitting here for two long hours, repeating the same thing. Just let it be."

"I don't want to," said Katherina Jackson Collins, and she let out a frustrated sigh. "Repeat it again; it's an order."

"...I firmly promise," she chuckled softly, knowing she wouldn't keep her word. "Not to throw paint balloons again, not to drop desks from seventh-floor windows, like the one belonging to that idiot Tom. And for the remainder of the year, I won't do anything against any teacher, especially not against you, the principal. Are you satisfied now?"

"More than satisfied," replied Kim, collecting some documents and adjusting her glasses. "Please, Miss Jackson, refrain from getting into more trouble. It's embarrassing to call your... father to these meetings three times a week." She knew very well that Katherina found her father, Mr. Idris Collins, a very attractive man. He was a highly important businessman and desired by many, especially the principal. And Katherina was well aware of that, which amused her endlessly.

"Embarrassing that he comes to hear about the mischiefs I do?" She furrowed her brow and laughed. "Let's call things what they are. What's embarrassing is that you turn as red as a tomato when you see... Daddy." Looking toward the entrance, there he was in his black suit, exuding his typical egocentric and masculine air. "Him." She finished, and Kim felt her cheeks burning. "Hello, Daddy."

"Hello, sweetheart," he greeted, kissing her temple and gently stroking her dark wavy hair. "Good afternoon, Miss Kim," he greeted, removing his sunglasses, revealing his beautiful light brown eyes. "What has Katherina done now?" he asked, sighing. This was giving him more gray hairs than he already had. He knew his daughter was an incorrigible rebel, and all of this reminded him of his younger self. Except for the small detail that, unlike his daughter, he wasn't 50% covered in tattoos, although they were rather beautiful.

"Well..." He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Your daughter has been involved in recent issues with several students, including the student Tom Mikaelson," he said. "She threw his desk from the seventh floor."

"Because that idiot deserved it," Katherina spoke up, and Principal Kim asked her to moderate her language. "Tom started it, I asked him to behave and he didn't. I'm tired of it."

"But that's not the way to solve things."

"Then how? By talking to him like a preschooler? No, ma'am, that's not how I roll."

Her father looked at her sternly, and she felt like she was in trouble. The principal detailed everything she had done, and she felt her father's gaze could kill her.

"Wait," Katherina interrupted halfway through the conversation. "I've never threatened Mr. Creides. That Tom... He's a first-class liar. I haven't unleashed all my revenge on him yet," she whispered the last part. "I don't know why he's complaining, he starts it and I finish it."

"Is the damage to other people's belongings not enough for you?"

"Yes," she replied, and her father scolded her by exclaiming her name. "Oh no, I'm not going to say it was unintentional when it was. Tom deserved it, and I'm not done."

"What am I going to do with you?" her father asked, repressing a slight smile in his eyes. "Katherina, behave."

"Are you really..." Her father's darkened look silenced her; he was angry. "I already promised I wouldn't do it again..."

"We'll see," said the principal, handing Idris the citation to sign. "Thank you for coming," she said in the hallway of the large university. "I hope this is the last time."

"The last time you feel like kissing him," Katherina replied, tying her curly hair up in a high ponytail, noticing how the principal's eyes widened. She saw her handsome, loving father trying not to laugh. "Sorry, then," she raised her hands in a gesture of peace. "I won't say a word."

"Tuck in your sleeves," the principal requested, trying not to appear nervous. "You know tattoos are prohibited here."

"I know," Katherina said, and she rolled up the sleeves of her white sweatshirt even more. Kim rolled her eyes and sighed; this girl was going to give her a headache.

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"Daddy," Katherina said in a childish tone as she descended the stairs to the first floor with her father. "I love you, you know?" She shrugged slightly with a smile, but her father just looked at her disdainfully. "Sorry," she hugged him like a teddy bear. "Don't be mad... Dad!"

"...It's clear you haven't learned to understand your father," he burst into laughter, and Katherina looked at him seriously, crossing her arms. "Oh, come on, honey," he hugged her and kissed her temple. "I'll never be mad at you."

"Silly," she playfully punched his shoulder and laughed with her father. "I thought you were."

"You know that as long as you don't fail your semesters, everything will be fine. But please, try not to argue with that boy anymore."

"I'll try, father, but that idiot keeps bothering and I'm not like the others who let themselves be pushed around. Besides, he bothered Carlos."

- "Again?" he asked. He knew both Carlos and Tom very well. Carlos lived down the block, and Tom was a few blocks away. He was a close friend of their parents, who worked as entrepreneurs in their big company, and even they knew how their son and daughter got along.

They lamented that.

"He's an idiot, I can't stand him, always bothering me. What should I do with that idiot?"

"Put him in his place," she said, putting her glasses back on. "But not like this, thank you."

"However I want?"

"However you want!" she exclaimed quietly, giving her daughter a high-five.

Idris was one of those great and outgoing parents, loving yet respected and admired. He was more than just a cool dad, so to speak.

Katherina adored him with all her heart.

"Katherina!" That piercing scream, she knew who it belonged to. "Sir..." She lowered her voice upon seeing her best friend's father. "Hey."

"Hello," he greeted. "I'm leaving, sweetheart." He hugged her goodbye. "Goodbye, Jisoo." He nodded and watched him walk away.

"That scream of yours is going to make me deaf," Katherina said with a laugh. "What do you want? Aren't you supposed to be in physics?" she asked as they resumed walking.

"The teacher didn't show up," the sweet, playful, energetic, and beautiful Jisoo replied. "I have the latest scoop for you."

"What?" Katherina chuckled at her best friend's "journalist" expression.

"Everyone in the classroom is talking and mocking Tom right in his face because of what you did."

"Really?" she energetically laughed. "He deserves it, I hope they keep laughing."

"Exactly, he's about to explode, his face looks like a tomato," she laughed. "You're incredible."

"Me? Not at all." They both laughed.

"And besides, his little brother..."

"Again..." She rolled her eyes. "Why don't you just tell him you love him?"

"I don't love him," she contradicted. "I just want him with me," she said dreamily. Since high school, she had been fascinated with Harry, Tom's twin brother, and Katherina suggested that she tell him how she feels, but she always refuses. "He's like a planet," she added, and Katherina said to her:

"Is he that ugly?" She made a face and laughed at her weak friend's supposed hit.

"He's not ugly, he's freaking sexy," she bit her lower lip lightly. "If you could see him more closely, Katherina, he's divine," she emphasized.

"That's what you say about every man you see, like when you 'supposedly' said Antonio was a hunk - the arithmetic teacher. You claimed he was gorgeous without even seeing him, and it turned out to be the opposite. I've been teasing you about that all last year, and I still do," the brunette said. "Stop talking nonsense."

"But you have seen Harry properly, right?"

"Yes, but he's not my type. He's my friend and the brother of that jerk," she sighed. "What karma to have a poop like Tom as a brother."

"Enough." They laughed. "Are you going to the principal's office?"

"Yes," she replied. "I have to fulfill a commitment," she laughed. "Which I won't fulfill," Jisoo lightly punched her shoulder. She knew Katherina well, how tough and outgoing she is. She adores her for that. "Why the question?"

"Look, there's Tom," she said, and the brunette frowned. "He'll be punished too," she added, taking her friend's arm and quickening their pace.

"Let go," the beautiful being with blue contact lens eyes, Chan, appeared out of nowhere and said. He was a college football player desired by many. "He's mine, not yours," he stuck out his tongue, and Jisoo simply pushed him. "I thought you were going home?"

"The principal asked me not to, that idiot," she replied, greeting some friends from her class. She was very sociable. "And... Stefan?" she asked about the muscular brunette who was like a brother to her. "The idiot owes me $100 for the paint-filled balloon bet."

The three burst into laughter recalling the feat Felix, Bam, and Katherina pulled off on the math teacher. They raised the balloon filled with green paint to a certain height, causing it to fall on the teacher, who screamed like a preschool girl. It went viral on social media for months.

"Well..." Katherina said after a while. "Let me take care of the 'supposed commitment.'" She chuckled lightly. "Oh, it's so funny if they think I'll actually fulfill that. Let's go to break, okay?"

They all nodded, but Jisoo wanted to go with her so she wouldn't miss what she claims will be another fight with Mikaelson.