THE BADBOY'S Baby Doll

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Chapter 1

~ Dominant High School ~

It was the beginning of a new term.

The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as students streamed into the school compound—some in lively groups, others walking alone with quiet anticipation.

Laughter echoed, conversations overlapped, and the air itself seemed alive.

Everyone was happy, well… almost everyone.

Those who had passed their exams with excellent grades wore pride on their faces, their steps light and confident. But for others —the ones who hadn’t done as well— their smiles were forced, their hearts heavy with disappointment.

Because at Dominant High School, success wasn’t just celebrated… It was expected.

As the name implied, Dominant High School was a place reserved for the elite— the rich, the powerful, the untouchable.

However, each year, the school offered a slim chance to the less privileged: scholarships.

But nothing about it was easy.

The exams were brutal, designed to break even the brightest minds. Only those who passed were granted entry. The rest?

They were sent back home — no second chances.

The school itself stood on the outskirts of California, a masterpiece of dark elegance. Towering buildings made of strong, polished brick rose into the sky, painted in deep black that gave off an intimidating aura.

At the entrance stood a massive gate — jet black and imposing — with the sculpture of a fierce, dominating wolf engraved at its center. Beautiful, powerful and terrifying.

Everything about the school screamed authority.

And inside those walls…

Power ruled.

The campus was divided into three main buildings, each representing a different class of students.

The Yellow Building.

The first structure seen upon entering the premises.

It was the smallest of the three, yet still large enough to house its occupants comfortably. Inside were classrooms, laboratories, lounges, resting areas, bathrooms, and everything necessary for learning.

This building was for the scholarship students.

The Green Building.

Located just behind the Yellow Building, it was larger, more spacious, and far more refined.

This was where the rich students stayed.

Like the Yellow Building, it contained classrooms, lounges, laboratories, and living spaces — but everything here was more polished, more luxurious.

After all, money had its privileges.

And then… The Red Building.

The largest, the most luxurious, the most feared.

This building was not for just anyone.

It belonged solely to them.

The Dominaters.

Trevor, Noah and Rolex.

Together, they were known as TNR.

Three names that carried power, fear, and authority throughout the entire school.

The Red Building was practically a kingdom of its own. It had everything — private classrooms, a swimming pool, a bar, an exercise center, laboratories, computer rooms, and most notably… The TNR Club.

Located on the first floor, it was open to students every weekend for clubbing. But the second and third floors?

Strictly forbidden.

No one dared to go near them.

No one… except TNR.

Despite its luxurious nature, Dominant High School maintained strict academic rules:

No cheating.

No exam malpractice.

No bribing teachers.

Any teacher caught accepting bribes would be immediately dismissed. Any student involved —regardless of status — would be expelled without hesitation.

Failure meant repeating a class.

No exceptions.

But beyond academics, the students themselves were divided into three distinct groups.

The Scholarship Students.

Known as WSS — Weak Scholarship Students.

They were the lowest in the hierarchy.

The easiest targets the bullied

They were referred to as the Yellow Students, and they followed every rule to the letter — because they had no choice.

The Rich Students.

They called themselves RDS — Real Dominant Students.

They bullied the scholarship students without fear of punishment, shielded by their wealthy backgrounds. Though they still respected the academic rules, they often acted as if they owned the school.

They were known as the Green Students.

And then… The Dominaters.

There were only three of them.

They weren’t just students.

They were the rulers of Dominant High School.

The Red Students.

Trevor Macall

He was the definition of a bad boy — a ruthless bully who showed no mercy. It didn’t matter whether you were weak or rich… Trevor dominated everyone.

He was the richest student in the school, changing cars as often as he changed clothes—and not just any cars, but the most expensive ones money could buy.

He spent money without limits.

The Red Building?

It belonged to him.

No one knew anything about his family, which only fueled rumors that the school’s mysterious owner had personally handed him that power.

Trevor wore only the latest designer brands, expensive perfumes…

And above all— He was a neat freak.

Next was Noah Cyrus.

Trevor’s closest ally.

He rarely smiled, and rumors claimed his broken family was the reason behind his dark nature. Unlike Trevor, Noah indulged in drugs and was skillfully strong in his own way

People called him a psychopath.

And no one dared to prove them wrong.

Lastly…

Rolex Xanthe..

The only one who smiled.

But his smile was deceptive.

Behind it lay the same cruelty as his friends.

He was playful, charming, and known as the flirt of the group— but beneath that charm was someone just as ruthless.

He was often considered the “baby” of the trio…

But that didn’t make him any less dangerous.

Together, they were untouchable.

The school rules? Didn’t apply to them.

Because they were the rules.

As mysterious as the students were, the school’s owner remained even more of an enigma.

No one had ever seen their face.

Only their voice was ever heard.

Yet everyone knew one thing— They were always watching Everyone and Everything going on in the school.

The loud sound of a bell echoed across the campus, signaling the start of the assembly.

Students quickly made their way to the assembly ground, forming neat lines under the watchful eyes of strict teachers.

At the front stood the headmistress, Mrs. Julia, her sharp gaze scanning the crowd.

Everything was in order.

Everything… except one thing.

As usual— the TNR was absent.

Just like always.