Umbrella Academy Rumor 소설 & 이야기

What happened? Ava, please, just hang up the phone and let me— Don't you dare tell me to hang up," I snapped, the adrenaline suddenly flooding my veins, washing away every drop of fatigue. Tell me right now. It's... it's a rumor board post," Emily whispered, sounding like she was about to cry. "Some anonymous coward uploaded a smear campaign. They’re claiming your scholarship wasn't an administrative error... they’re saying horrible things, Ava. They’re saying you traded favors with the Dean. They're attacking your name.

Teachers exchanged glances, their faces pale. Elara met them at the entrance. "Lord Kael. I need to speak with you." Kael followed her inside. "What happened?" Elara's voice was low. "There's a rumor spreading through the academy. Someone is whispering that you're working with the Order. That the attacks on the villages were part of your plan." Kael felt his blood run cold. "That's not true." "I know. But people are scared. And scared people believe anything." Rhydian stepped forward. "Who started the rumor?"

Episode 105 “Those bastard! They won’t stop glaring at us” Tara rolled her eyes slight and shut other student a bad glance. She gritted her teeth In anger, After the rumors had spread round the school and it was placed especially at the dashboard of the school blog all other student won’t stop staring at Hailey and whispering out harsh words. “Just let them be” Hailey said with a smile Ignoring the fact that people are staring weirdly at her. She already knew it was all because of rumors and she knew the Lincoln was behind the rumor, No other person knew about her life, her past except them.

"Well, it was Miss Miles' friends who spread rumors about Mrs. Nichols. Some time ago, someone posted on the bulletin board, claiming Mrs. Nichols was a..." Joe paused, not daring to continue. Instead, he sent the photos from his phone to Juan. It showed the content on the bulletin board, and the headline was "Campus Bella Turns Out to Be Involved in Compensated Dating! Entered Arcane Academy's graduate program through connections." The photos on the bulletin board were shocking. Joe noticed Juan's bulging temples, knowing that he was truly furious.

“That’s bullshit!” Another gooler snapped, “Stand back.” Scarlet raised a hand, stopping Mira without looking at her. “No,” Scarlet said calmly. “Let him speak.” The first gooler met her gaze, something uneasy flickering behind his eyes. “There are… allegations. We are not authorized to discuss them here.” Scarlet laughed softly. “So you barge into my academy, wave weapons around like dick-swinging idiots, accuse me of crimes, and won’t even say what the fuck I supposedly did?”

As soon as the screen light came on, his life shattered. BENA (42 MISSED CALLS): NOAH PICK UP. PLEASE. His thumb brushed up the notification. Emails from addresses he didn't recognize began to pour in -How much for an hour, Legend? -I bet you are a biter. -I need my D sucked. -Subject: The Truth About the 'Legend' of Valemont Academy. Blood drained from Noah’s face. His fingers trembled as he tapped the first email, a mass-mail sent to every student, staff and board member of Valemont Academy.

Arabella said. “You both took your sweet time getting here,” Camila replied. Then Arwen leaned forward and looked at me. The worry on her face was readable. “Are you okay, Akayda?” I raised a brow. That came out of nowhere. “Yes,” I said, confused. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” She looked at Camila. They shared a look. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “What are you guys hiding?” “There have been rumors going around,” Camila said quietly. “Since this morning.”

Rio, lounging like a prince with a bag of caramel popcorn, sat up straight. "Wait....is this about Lyra Moreno? Bro. I saw that thread. She backed up her presentation like she was prepping for a hostile takeover. Had timestamps. A version in her professor's inbox. Someone said her cat had a copy." He kept scrolling. Another post. Another rumor. Another screenshot this time of a blurry classroom pic showing Lyra in her hoodie, sipping whipped cream and completely unbothered as whispers circled around her. "...someone tried to sabotage her but she walked in like nothing happened."

Static at first, then a news anchor appeared, straightening her papers with a serious expression. The headline read: CRESCENT ACADEMY STUDENTS MISSING – REWARD OFFERED My stomach dropped. And then our faces appeared on screen. Mine. Quin’s. Tyla’s. I stopped chewing. “These three students have reportedly gone missing after a recent accident on campus. Authorities are offering a significant reward for any information leading to their recovery,” the reporter said. Tyla’s jaw dropped. “Oh my goddess. We’re famous.” Quin replied “Not in a good way.”

The next morning, the academy was colder than usual. Not just the air — the atmosphere. Whispers crawled through the halls like smoke, curling into ears and spreading like wildfire. Someone had talked. Someone had said an Omega was inside Ironclad. It wasn’t the first time a rumor like that had circulated, but this one felt different — too specific, too sharp. The instructors were restless, their eyes keener during drills. Even the Alphas who usually walked with arrogant ease seemed to glance over their shoulders now.