Chapter 1: The Desperate Weakling
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Chapter 1
~Spring’s POV~
"Look at her... pathetic."
"She actually thinks she belongs here?"
"She’s just a stain. On the Kaine name, on the school, on everything. Is there anything she is good for?"
The words rained down like stones as the girls circled me behind the gym building—four dressed in pleated skirts, nails painted sharp enough to cut, expressions dripping with superiority.
I barely had time to step back before the first fist landed across my cheek.
Pain flared hot on my skin, but before my body fully accepted it. Another hit came. Then a kick to my ribs.
I tried to block the blows but was too slow and tired, and my arms moved like they were underwater.
The sting of knuckles across my cheek made my vision spot, but I didn’t flinch anymore. It wasn’t the first time.
