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" Karl jerked. Everyone stood up and looked at the ceiling. "What's that?... Who are you? What are you?" Tessa asked. "This classroom has no soundproof at all. I can hear whatever from the sides, up and down too. The classes close by also hear me" The voice said, and ended its statement with a scoff. "What does this mean? Does it mean you have been listening to us ever since?" Lilian frowned. "I couldn't avoid it even when I tried to," The voice said. "That classroom is abandoned cause it has no soundproof. We keep technical tools in there instead" Miss Hannah informed.

Except that she drank more coffee than a human should, she has a cute cat, and wore silly slipper socks. I needed to find out more about her and I knew just the place. —- Evan was all too eager to go to Domino’s with me. He knew about my experience with the bombshell who ran all of the martial arts classes. I knew Evelyn would be pissed to see me, but I was gluttonous for punishment. I needed to see her. Walking into the elaborate industrial lobby, I swiped my one day pass on the kiosk before entering the secure weight room. After dropping off our duffles in the coed locker room we were greeted by Badger, the beautiful blonde who was in charge of the class.

“Ever since our previous Alpha passed away, we have been waiting for this moment, for you to sit on the Alpha’s throne.” “Alpha,” Another Elder said. “You have a great aura, one of royalty and positivity. Please take the throne, and lead our pack.” Jay looked at all of them, and with a weary heart, he nodded. ***** Eleanor continued to grin madly in class. Nobody wanted to be near her now, but she was truly enjoying it all. It was beyond her greatest desires - to birth such chaos with everything that she touched. All of a sudden, she heard the glass door open, and the principal's assistant walked in, asking, “Is Eleanor in this class?” All eyes turned to Eleanor herself. “The principal is ca

I can tell something's up. Eli takes another sip of coffee, using the moment to gather his thoughts and control his expression Eli: sighs softly, deciding to deflect the conversation Listen, I'll tell you if anything... significant happens, okay? gives Nathan a meaningful look For now, let's just focus on getting to class on time, yeah? Nathan nods, grabbing his backpack from the kitchen chair Sounds like a plan, roomie. Let's jet, don't wanna be late for Professor Hartley's lecture. That man loves punctuality more than my grandma loves her knitting circle. chuckles as he slings his bag over his shoulder

The video asset had been captured at the exact microsecond my frame was executing a synchronized transit while maintaining a high-visibility handhold alongside Roy within the central mall lobby during the afternoon timeline. The text interface accompanying the media file read: ‘The elite, rapidly ascending DJ icon re-establishes public dominance, once again locking arms with an intensely striking female entity.’ My cognitive processing unit had entirely failed to preview that the media network would compile and discharge the digital file into the public domain with such terrifying velocity. "T-that... is structurally accurate, Papa. The asset captures Erika's frame. However... our mutual all

Instead the notebook stays blank and my thoughts keep running the same loop. "Mr. Hayes." Professor Dawes's voice cuts through the room. "Would you read the opening lines of Holy Sonnet XIV for us? Your interpretation during our last seminar was particularly insightful." My head comes up. Eli sits at the front of the tiered classroom, broad shoulders hunched over a worn copy of Donne's collected works. He does not flinch at being called on. He does not exhibit the frozen panic that moves through most students when put on the spot in front of sixty people.

--- That afternoon. Ella sat quietly in an empty classroom reviewing lecture notes. The door suddenly slammed open. Several students entered. Two boys. Three girls. Known campus troublemakers. They walked directly toward her. Ella didn't even look up. A mocking laugh sounded. "So this is the abandoned daughter?" The leader grabbed her notebook. Then threw it onto the floor. Splash! A bottle of water followed. Her notes instantly became soaked. The classroom erupted with laughter. Outside the room. Bella watched from a distance.

“Don’t forget that literature class this afternoon.” I took the mug, the heat warm through the ceramic. “Thanks, Mrs. Elkins.” I sipped the dark, strong coffee. Introduction to Literature was the only class I could afford this summer. It felt small, but it was a start. A real step forward. The morning rush faded. I took a deep breath. The quiet moments were the best part. Peace. It felt solid, like a new piece of furniture in my life. I walked over to the paperback section, running my finger along the spines. My eyes caught two men seated at a corner table. They were talking low, a heavy, rough murmur.

"How each of you chooses to proceed shall ultimately dictate whether you ascend to seize Willhaven's gilded accolades amongst the hallowed elite you were _meant_ to be...." Her mouth set into a tight line, indicating barely concealed disdain. "...Or if you simply surrender to become another page in my memoirs about Willow Creek's tragic failures under the weight of high ideals never intended for privileged parasites and underachievers to grasp. "Class is dismissed!" With that last jape still sounding like a gunshot, she whirled on her heel and strode out via the side door, leaving a trail of shattered quiet and dread resignation across the classroom. Nobody moved or talked for several long m

And I was done. I grabbed my phone, scrolled until I found Elite Pulse Fitness. Upscale. Expensive. The website promised “personalized transformation” and “expert trainers who actually push you.” I booked the free trial HIIT class for tomorrow morning and the complimentary private assessment that came with it. *If I fix my body,* I told myself, *maybe he’ll finally want me. Or maybe I’ll finally want myself.*