Academy's Pervert in the D Class

The moment the door clicked shut, Eva turned.

Not with a smirk. Not with a tease.

But with that tight, stillness that made the room feel smaller.

She didn't even sit. She stood by his desk, one hip cocked, arms folded beneath her chest, pushing the fabric of her top upward with each shallow breath.

"You knew," she said.

Lor kept his back to the door for half a second longer, then pushed off it calmly.

"Knew what?"

"That the top-three promotion thing was a lie," Eva said, eyes locked on his. "You and Olivia learned it from Silvia. And you didn't tell me."

Silence.

Olivia sat lightly on the chair, legs crossed, her hands resting nervously in her lap. She bit her bottom lip.

"I... I told her," Olivia said quietly.