All Chapters of Is my best friend Brother Prohibited?: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Cassy’s features surprise, perhaps, or a calculated recognition. She started walking towards them, her steps slow but deliberate.Ava’s breath hitched. The air in the lounge, previously warm and comfortable, suddenly felt thin, charged with an unspoken tension. Mason, sensing her shift, turned his head, his expression hardening almost imperceptibly as he registered Cassy’s approach.Cassy stopped a few feet from their table, her gaze fixed on Ava. A ghost of her old, confident smile touched her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Ava. Fancy seeing you here.” Her voice, though softer than Ava remembered, still held that underlying current of practiced charm.Ava’s grip tightened on her mug. The warmth from the ceramic now felt like a brand. She offered no greeting, no acknowledgment beyond a rigid stillness.Cassy’s gaze flickered to Mason, a brief, assessing glance. “Mason. Always studying, I see.” Her tone was light, almost conv

The college hallway hummed with the usual morning noise the rhythmic scuff of sneakers, the murmur of hurried conversations, the distant clang of a locker door. Ava, still feeling the quiet reassurance of Mason’s presence from yesterday,her mind drifting to Professor Davies’s cryptic feedback. “Room for refinement,” he’d written, a polite academic euphemism for "you missed the point entirely." She clutched her worn textbook, its spine soft with use, a small anchor in the swirling chaos.A sudden, jarring impact slammed into her shoulder, sending a jolt up her arm. Her textbook slipped, clattering to the floor, its pages splaying open like a startled bird. Ava stumbled, catching herself on a nearby locker, its cold metal biting into her palm. She spun, her eyes narrowing on the figure who’d collided with her. A student, unfamiliar, stood there, a sneer twisting her lips, dark hair falling across eyes that glittered with something sharper than accidental contact.“What was that fo

On the day of the session, the room felt stifling, even before everyone arrived. A small, circular table, three chairs, and a kindly-faced mediator named Dr. Evans. Debby slumped in her seat, arms crossed, a defiant pout on her lipsCassy entered, her usual swagger muted, her eyes scanning the room, landing briefly on Ava with a flicker of something unreadable.Dr. Evans began, her voice soft but firm, setting the ground rules. “We are here to understand what happened, how it affected everyone, and how we can move forward constructively. This is not about blame, but about understanding and resolution.”Debby, still bristling, spoke first, recounting her version of events, emphasizing Cassy’s "unprovoked" attack. Her voice was laced with self-pity and indignation.Then it was Cassy’s turn. Her voice, usually so sharp, was surprisingly calm. “She was going to hit Ava. I saw it. I reacted. I didn’t think. I just… stopped her.” Her gaze met Ava’s, a silent apology in its depths. “I kn

The news of Ava’s disappearance spread through the school like wildfire, igniting a spectrum of reactions. Whispers followed the Principal and Detective Miller down the halls. The initial wave of concern soon fractured into cynicism among some of the student body."Honestly, is she serious?" a girl with bright pink streaks in her hair scoffed to her friend by the lockers. "Another drama from Ava? She just loves the attention.""Right?" her friend chimed in, rolling her eyes. " She probably just ran off with some new boyfriend, maybe she’s feed up of Mason already .""Or she's hiding out somewhere, waiting for everyone to make a fuss," another boy added, leaning against the wall, a smirk playing on his lips. "Isn't she tired of it yet?"Mason, overhearing the callous remarks, clenched his fists, his jaw tight. He wanted to lash out, to defend Ava, but the words caught in his throat. The injustice of it all, the casual dismissal of someone's terror, made his stomach churn. He w