4| Lost and Stalked

"Sorry, we didn't mean anything bad."

"Who are you?" Jonea shouted, pushing the door hard to keep the scary man away.

"We are only representatives of the Abraham Foundation. It may be too late to arrive, but it is urgent."

When she heard the name Abraham Foundation, Jonea's hand suddenly relaxed. She hated them all but, at the same time, was curious about the purpose of their arrival this time.

The man who stretched out his leg to hold the door immediately straightened up. He smoothed back his wrinkled suit. He reached out to one of his colleagues and received a parcel to be handed over to Jonea.

"We only came to represent the Director to thank you for your efforts to prevent chaos at school. The Director also thanks you for saving our school's reputation and future. Thus, she entrusted this small gift."

Jonea was surprised. She only glanced at the parcel given by the man.

"Present? Reputation? Is that all you guys think about? What have you guys done for Miller—I mean to protect my rights as Abraham's student all along?" Jonea shook her head, cursing her stupidity. She almost slipped. "And what has she done for the students from the lower classes who have attended there all these years? Shouldn't you guys be happy if people like us get out and get as far away from that elite school as possible?"

The man cleared his throat.

"You can call me Secretary Kim. I have come on behalf of the Director and the Abraham Foundation to express my gratitude for saving a student who tried suicide at school. Our foundation is also committed, according to the mandate of the previous main Director, that the Abraham school will be open to all people, as long as they are truly outstanding and qualified students."

Jonea exhaled roughly and began to understand now. 'It seems that the director and the Abraham Foundation want to take advantage of my reputation, which is currently going viral, to restore the good name of their school.'

"Why don't you apologize and make true statements in front of the mass media and society?"

Secretary Kim's face looks surprised. But that reaction was very faint. Now Secretary Kim can control himself and looks fine in front of Jonea.

'After what you did to Miller and also made another student almost die by jumping from the school roof?' thought Jonea. 'But, if I don't go back there, then I will never have the chance to discover the truth about what happened to Miller. And maybe my selfish decision will damage Miller's future.'

Secretary Kim suddenly handed over a letter to Jonea. "As a thank you and congratulations because you have recovered from your illness after the accident the other day. The Director left this for you."

Jonea hesitantly accepted the letter and opened the envelope. She examined it quickly, and her pair of eyes opened wide. "Are you kidding me?"

Secretary Kim just smiled and shook his head.

"We never joke about appreciating the hard work of others. If previously we had given you and your sister a full scholarship because of your achievements, now this prize is from the Director's own hands. You—Miller Fallon—get free VIP boarding facilities until your education ends at Abraham High School."

'VIP dormitory?' thought Jonea.

She often heard Miller talk about the VIP dormitories being more like penthouses. Not all students get VIP boarding facilities there. Only students from the super-rich and special circles can enjoy this facility. Meanwhile, other students must be satisfied with regular boarding or commuting from home to school.

***

The next morning, Jonea stood before the Abraham High School gate. A week ago, she had stood there for the first time. But not until one day, the school was disbanded because of the suicide attempt incident on the roof of one of the students. Today, Jonea will live her normal life to replace Miller at Abraham High School.

The sound of helicopters was heard in the sky, getting closer and louder. Jonea looked up and noticed a helicopter approaching a part of the Abraham High School area.

'Crazy!' thought Jonea. 'Which crazy rich's son goes to school by helicopter? Aren't luxury cars like BMWs, Porsches, Lamborghinis, and Ferraris annoying enough?'

The helicopter landed on a special runway. Abraham's school land, from preschool to high school level, is very large and large. Abraham's company owns the school building in a private hill area. Two or three helicopters going back and forth to deliver VIP students are common.

The helicopter door opened. Someone greeted him at the door. A young man stepped down from the helicopter arrogantly. His hair was swept by the wind, and his face glistened in the warm morning sun.

"Good morning, Young Master Hunter Abraham," greeted one of the teachers at the school.

Hunter Abraham, the sole heir of the Abraham Group, only waved his left hand briefly. He walked casually with his backpack on his right shoulder.

Hunter's appearance looks very glamorous. He wore an expensive suit every time he went to school. And today, he's wearing designer shoes of the only five pairs created worldwide.

On the other hand, after entering the school gate, Jonea was surprised to see the appearance of the students who had just arrived. Both male and female students wore clothes and accessories that were too exaggerated and expensive. They all looked fashionable, with the average price of their clothes and the attributes attached to their bodies that Jonea's pocket money would not buy.

'Did Miller have to live for the last two years to witness all these sickening sights?' Jonea thought as she kept walking to find her classroom.

Not far from where she was walking, Jonea saw a group of students chatting.

One student who was the centre of attention said, "There were only five pairs made. Two pairs were imported to Blue Sapphire country. I put one on. And you know who has the other one?"

The friends who surrounded him were very enthusiastic. "Who?"

"Who has another pair beside you?"

"Hunter Abraham!" said the student who was the centre of attention.

"Extraordinary!" praised another friend.

"Hey, did you spend your summer vacation just hunting for these limited shoes?"

“Hey, don't think about it. Look, these shoes really fit my feet, don't they? I even look more stylish than Hunter," said the student with his cocky grin.

Jonea no longer noticed the students showing off their new items after their summer vacation. She was too busy looking at the notebooks and the school site plans she had made earlier.

"Where is Miller's classroom? Damn it! This place is huge. Last week I was too busy catching up with Michael that I didn't have time to look up Miller's classroom."

Jonea kept circling, following the plan she had drawn. Occasionally she swears because the picture might not fit the current situation. She got the map from the website about a year ago.

Unknowingly, Jonea had gotten lost in a small park resembling a natural forest. The forest is still part of the school area. It was a very dark and dense place with old trees.

Jonea trembled slightly. She listened to the voices and suddenly got goosebumps. She felt someone had followed and watched her since entering the school gate.

"Why did I get lost here? What if I can't come back?"

Jonea recoiled in fright. She tried to walk down the path where she had come earlier. As time went on, the girl's steps got faster. She felt someone kept watching and following her and getting closer.

When Jonea finally ran faster, suddenly, something jumped in front of her and blocked her.

"W-what is that?"