Novel & Cerita Umbrella Academy Rumor

"Is it just me, or is everyone... staring?" "Definitely not just you," Rose muttered. "Why though?" Kehlani asked. "Did something happen?" Sandra scoffed. "Pfft. You two are really out of the loop, huh? They’re all staring because of the gossip." Rose arched her brow. "What gossip?" Sandra rolled her eyes, pulling her phone from her pocket. "Ever since what happened, people on the school forum have been saying you were going to transfer. That you'd never come back. There were even bets going around."

"Nothing was ever officially reported. But there are rumors that they've orchestrated the removal of students who don't fit their ideal—threats, scandals, anything that can lead to them being expelled or removed from the university." "How?" I whispered, my heart hammering against my chest. I was having a hard time digesting this information. The light-hearted atmosphere of the dormitory had evaporated like mist, leaving behind a chilling stillness. "Academic sabotage, social ruin... They play a long game," Rachel carried on, her arms crossed tightly as if to ward off the chill of the conversation. "Transfers forced out under mysterious circumstances. Scholarships 'reconsidered' due to unfore

Then, as if unsure, moved closer to me and whispered. " The rumors.... Are they true?". " Yes." Her eyes widened. " You made that bet? How?" I glanced at her. " I thought you said something about the brothers being all on me, right?" I asked. " Yes, but I didn't mean....." " That was my way of confirming. And looks like they are." " Wow. This has never happened in Ambrose high before," she whispered, squealing. " Well, I guess it's happening now... Don't worry too much about it though, that's my business."

I reminded him “You’ll miss practice.” Finally, Aiden sighed softly. Then he leaned near my ear before leaving and said with his teasing tone “Eat properly, little wolf.” His breath touched my skin and heat rushed into my face instantly. I really wanted to kill him. ……………………................................................................... By evening, the entire academy was drowning in rumors again. Some said Aiden Cross was protective of me and others said we fought underground during initiation. Some idiots even claimed we slept together. I wanted to die. I slammed my locker shut aggressively after practice.

“… we didn’t want to alarm you but… but it’s spreading fast, and we thought you should know immediately.” I walked out of the safe space behind my desk, joining them in the middle of my office. “What is?” I asked calmly, though the beating of my heart was starting to double. “What the hell is going on? What do you mean you didn’t want to alarm me, but it’s spreading?” She swallowed. “Rumors, Luna. Dangerous rumors.” I squinted at my brows in confusion. “What rumors? You mean the one about the missing money and the investigation? Well, that’s not really a new thing.”

The next day, you walk down the halls of school, people whispering things, and you head to your locker. As you arrive at your locker, Tara comes barrelling towards you. "Have you heard the rumours?" Tara asked. "No, what rumours?" You asked, nervous. "Rumours about you, some people are saying you hooked up with Zack and others Nate." Tara explained. "Both of which are complete crap." You respond. "I know, but maybe you should lay low for today." Tara smiled at you.

Leora let out a low sigh “If it has anything to do with this mess on my desk, then please, explain.” Nyra nodded furiously, lowering her voice even though the room was already buzzing with hushed chatter and stolen glances in their direction. “There’s a rumor spreading—fast. Like wildfire. Have you heard it?” Leora raised an eyebrow “ what rumor?” “They’re saying the Luna is searching for her mate right here in the school.” Nyra said between gritted teeth. Leora froze. “What?” Her voice cracked on the word. She set her books down with a thud and stared at Nyra in disbelief. “That’s impossible. How… how would anyone even know that?”

Eric groaned, rolling onto his back. “Well,” he said, staring at the ceiling, “at least it’s your brother and not Rivers.” She snorted, pushing at his shoulder playfully. But beneath the teasing, a calm settled over her chest a fragile but real sense of safety. They got up slowly, dressing in silence, hands brushing, small touches that lingered longer than necessary. Downstairs, Silas was already setting mugs on the table. Rivers leaned against the counter, scrolling through headlines on his phone. Silas looked up when they came in, his expression serious. “They’ve already started investigating the academy. The government put out a statement ‘full cooperation and transparency,’ they’re sayin

They know about the private sessions. A pause. Then: ~So we lay low for a while. Train at the college track. Keep distance at the academy. It'll blow over. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that whispers would fade and people would move on and this whole thing would disappear like smoke. But I knew better. Rumors at the academy didn't blow over. They grew. They twisted. They found their way into the wrong ears until someone with authority decided to do something about them.

If I don't find a way to vent this energy, I'm going to end up in an isolation cell. If I don't find something to hit—or better yet, someone to pay me to hit them—I'm going to lose my mind. I need a distraction. Fast. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I log into the Academy Intranet to get a read on my new hunting ground. I scroll through the main forum. It's basically a massive social media feed for superpowered teenagers. Pinned at the top is a brand-new administrative announcement: [NOTIFICATION: July 12th, Year 705. Two new students have been admitted. They will officially join Class 1-1 tomorrow.]