Chapter 27: Secret News from Ryler
Amidst the swirling chaos of rumours, anxiety, and hushed whispers, Athar quietly stepped into the morning theory class.
The air in the room felt heavy and was laced with unease and curiosity. Their eyes darted around the room, searching for clues, for someone who knew more than they knew. Someone who could answer their uncertainty.
Athar, however, moved with a composed form, his expression neutral—calm, as usual. He was calm and unlike other students there was no exaggerated expression on his face.
To the others, this was not strange. From the very first day, Athar had always been reserved, quiet, and unremarkable in his demeanour. A young man who had always blended into the background.
And so, his lack of visible emotion drew no special attention.
Athar had spent the night regaining control over his emotions, forcing himself to think clearly, to remain composed. The adrenaline had faded, leaving a cold, calculating awareness in its place.
He was slightly worried. He would and could not deny that to himself. The thought of being caught gnawed at the edges of his mind. He reminded himself that he had planned for this.
Every detail, every single one, had been meticulously accounted for. As Quint had informed the meeting of the teachers, he acted smartly and had been tactically brilliant. From the choice of weapon to the spot and time of his action, everything had been planned meticulously
Quint's report in the teacher's meeting had only confirmed it. There was no clear lead, as of now, though Athar was unaware of this.
Athar had been tactically brilliant, and that gave him a measure of confidence, even as the uncertainty gnawed at the edges. But if, despite all this, despite all his preparations and planning, he was still caught, well, he would deal with it when the time came.
He had taken the risk, knowing the price. There was no turning back now.