No one had ever pictured Lilah—the seemingly gentle one—as capable of such cold, ruthless efficiency. She had pierced Dylan’s palm without hesitation and withdrawn the compass with equal decisiveness. Though the pain was his alone, every soul present flinched as if sharing the wound.

Even Trinity’s clique wilted under the weight of fear, their arrogance dissolving. Mindy, the most arrogant among them, turned deathly pale, seized by a sudden, crippling dread.

Just then, the academic advisor arrived, her eyes quickly landing on Dylan writhing on the floor. Concern etched across her face, she asked, “Are you all right?”

Dylan clenched his jaw, not daring to reveal Lilah’s actions. Forcing a weak smile, he lied. “I’m fine. Just slipped by accident.”

Without waiting for more questions, he hurried back to his seat.

The other students quickly settled down too, carefully avoiding any mention of what had just happened.

After a brief round of introductions, the welcome meeting was dismissed. Once the advisor left, the students slowly scattered to their own corners of the school.

Elliana paid no mind to Trinity and her clique, instead gathering her things and leaving the classroom alongside Frieda.

Frieda, still visibly shaken but glowing with admiration, turned to Elliana. “Lilah, you were incredible! How did you get such skills?”

Elliana offered a modest smile. “It’s nothing special. Just some self-defense tricks I picked up growing up.”

Frieda didn’t press further. “I’m heading back to the dorm. Are you coming?”

Elliana pulled out her phone and gave Frieda her number. “I commute, so I don’t stay in the dorms. You go ahead. If Dylan or anyone else tries to cause trouble, just call me.”

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They exchanged numbers with a smile. “You really put Dylan in his place. I doubt he’ll dare mess with me again. But be careful—Trinity seems to have a serious problem with you.”

With a wave, they parted ways. Frieda headed back to her dorm while Elliana made her way to the restroom. For original chapters go to find?novel.net

Trinity and her clique were just on their way out when they spotted Elliana entering the restroom.

Narrowing her eyes in bitter resentment, Trinity leaned toward Dylan. “Want revenge?”

Dylan’s shoulders slumped. Fear kept him silent, though the hunger for retaliation burned beneath.

Trinity’s glare cut deep. “Spineless. With me backing you, what’s there to fear?”

Mindy jumped in eagerly, her tone dripping with sycophancy. “Exactly, Dylan. Trinity’s got connections. We can easily take down Lilah.”

Dylan wavered, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. Finally, he asked hesitantly, “So, what do you have in mind?”

After rinsing her hands at the sink, Elliana turned to leave, only to find the restroom door shut at some point. A second later, her sharp ears picked up the faint scuff of sneakers out in the hallway. A trap. Someone was out to get her. A sly smile tugged at Elliana’s lips. Calmly, she climbed onto the counter, slid the window open, and slipped out. With practiced ease, she shimmied down the drainpipe and landed softly by a window along the adjacent corridor. Without missing a beat, she slipped back inside.

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