Chapter 26: The Hypocrite Saint
The classroom door slammed open with a bang that made three students jump in their seats. Twenty heads snapped toward me as I strode in, my shadow stretching unnaturally long across the floorboards.
[System: Dramatic entrance check: Success!]
The usual suspects were all there:
Liora and Noora immediately started whispering behind their hands, their smirks sharp enough to flay skin.
Rin was holding court with his usual sycophants, barely glancing my way before dismissing me like yesterday’s trash.
Nyx’s crimson eyes locked onto me like a predator spotting wounded prey, her lips curling in amusement.
Cecilia pointedly turned her head away, frost creeping across her desk in clear dismissal.
Eren was too busy glaring daggers at Sasha Whitehall - daughter of the Whitehound Knight Commander - to notice me enter. Interesting.
Seraphina sat primly in the front row, flanked by her entourage of elf and half-elf nobles who all looked at me like I was something they’d scraped off their boots.
Three empty seats waited:
Beside Nyx - basically volunteering for poison in my coffee