Semua Bab His Redemption : Bab 1 - Bab 10

EPISODE 2 Diana’s POV She started the lecture right away. The low murmur of students talking was like quiet background noise under the professor’s voice. Everyone was focused on their work — until they walked in. The six boys. The professor didn’t even acknowledge their lateness. She acted like no one had just interrupted her class. It was like these guys had some kind of spell on the girls — everyone gasped with admiration. “Oh my God, they’re so hot,” the girl in front of me whispered, and I knew I felt the same way. It was undeniable. But my eyes were only drawn to one of them — the boy I’d bumped into in the hallway. His intense stare and sharp jawline were burned into my memory like a perfect painting. I tried to focus on the lecture, but my mind kept replaying him over and over, making my skin tingle. The professor looked annoyed by the noise. Her voice was calm but firm when she said, “Silence, class.” The room went quiet instantly. All I could hear wa

“You took forever! Is everything okay?” Sia asked, grabbing my arm, her eyes full of concern. I sat down next to her and dropped my paperwork on the desk. “Yeah, I’m fine. I got my phone,” I said, trying to sound normal. “And someone bumped into me on the way there.” She frowned, brows furrowed in question. “Who?” She shifted in her seat, giving me her full attention. “Who else but the same people.” She looked confused for a second, then it clicked — and she gasped, making me jump. “The guys?” I nodded at her dramatic expression. “And maybe his girl.” The words tasted bitter, like acid in my gut. Sia’s eyes went wide. “Vanessa? She’s trouble. Over-possessive. Any word you’d use for a witch, yeah.” She grimaced. “Hope you didn’t get splashed with her poison.” I sighed. “Trust me, after that encounter, staying away from them is exactly what I plan to do.” My main goal was to avoid falling in love or catching feelings, but here I was — already tangled in jealousy over someone I

Michael POV I was sitting on the sofa with the guys Jay, Scott, Dave, and Joseph in the dimly lit room. The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The other guys burst out laughing, and I gave them my best irritated glare. "Bro, you seriously need to set Vanessa straight. She is not your actual girlfriend," Dave said, a mix of teasing and seriousness in his voice. "Yeah, she's just a quick fling you messed around with," Scott added, looking amused. I took a long drag from my cigarette. "If I had known this would blow up in my face like this, I never would have gotten involved with her. She's been a nightmare for three months," I confessed, breathing the smoke out slowly. Jason chuckled. "You think Vanessa's going to leave you alone after seeing how great you are? She's completely obsessed, bro." Dave grinned. "Who wouldn't want to be with the hottest guy in school, the heir to the empire?" The others all nodded in agreement. I couldn't help but feel a rush of pride, despi

Diana's POV I was walking with Sia when two girls suddenly stopped us and started mocking me. “How proud she is to walk around so freely,” one of them hissed with disgust. “You laid your ugliness on our idol and still have the nerve to hold your head high,” the other said, voice full of resentment. It didn’t take long to realize they were his fans, trying to make me feel bad for hitting Dave. I stared at them, confused and unsure what to say. “Take your shit to class. Your idol started it first,” Sia snapped, challenging them.The hallway was packed now, everyone surrounding us and watching like it was entertainment. “Sia, let’s just go. It’s meaningless,” I whispered softly. She inhaled and nodded, a dark scowl still on her face. She’d been pretty aggressive since we left the cafeteria. Dave had called her an “ugly pig”. “I speak to Diana not some smart mouth ugly pigs”. I had said. No girl takes insults like that lightly. Sia had a look that could kill — sh

Diana's POV. Mom insisted on driving me to school that morning, and the ride was unusually quiet, but comfortable. She kept glancing at me with a soft, worried look. I’ve hardly communicated with her since yesterday. I came back from school, greeted her with a softly forced smile and heard upstairs. My mind was still stuck on what had all happened. My heart felt heavy, my throat tightened I refuse to cry out. He was worse than I never imagined. Rude, nonchalant and a brat. “You okay?”. Mom asked after a long way of silence. I nodded once, flickering my gaze across the window. It was nice just to have her there. When we pulled up to the main gate of the elite school, I immediately noticed the line of expensive cars, Mercedes, BMWs, and a sleek black Bentley that I recognized with as Michael's car "Okay, Mom, you can stop here," I said, reaching for my backpack. I wanted to jump out quickly before anyone see her. Not because I was ashamed, but because I knew she’d be an ins