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Catherine stirred from her sleep with a suddenness that surprised everyone around her. Her movements were sharp and fluid, as if she hadn’t just spent the entire morning dozing off. The classroom, which had been filled with hushed whispers and stolen glances, grew silent once again as Catherine sat up, stretching with a quiet grace.
Bryan watched her from his seat, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was as if she had known the exact moment the bell was going to ring, as if she had been aware of her surroundings all along. He had to admit—there was something fascinating about her.
Despite her earlier indifference, Catherine didn’t seem fazed by the attention she had drawn. She looked at the clock on the wall, then reached down to grab her bag, standing up with a slow but purposeful motion.
Bryan tilted his head slightly, still observing her with curiosity. She had slept through four lessons without a care in the world, yet now, she moved with a calm determination. There was an air of nonchalance about her that Bryan couldn’t quite figure out. Most students would have been humiliated to sleep through the lessons, but Catherine didn’t seem to care.
The moment she stood, her eyes locked onto his for just a fraction of a second. It was fleeting, but it was enough to send a jolt through Bryan’s chest, something he couldn’t quite explain. He quickly looked away, pretending not to care, but the strange sensation lingered.
As Catherine walked toward the door, the rest of the class remained silent, waiting for any sign of conflict or drama. It seemed like they were bracing for something to happen. Liana’s piercing gaze followed Catherine’s every move, filled with barely concealed hatred.
Catherine’s voice, however, broke the tension as she turned back to look at her classmates.
“I’ll see you around,” she said simply, and with that, she walked out of the classroom, leaving a stunned silence in her wake.
Liana, still glaring at Catherine’s retreating figure, clenched her fists. She had planned to make Catherine’s life difficult, but seeing her so calm, so unbothered, only fueled her anger.
Meanwhile, Bryan, who had been watching her with increasing interest, felt a smirk tug at the corner of his lips. “She’s definitely not what I expected,” he muttered under his breath, though no one else heard him.
David, still lingering nearby, couldn’t help but ask, “What do you think of her, Bryan?”
Bryan’s smirk faded slightly as he considered the question. “She’s intriguing,” he said slowly. “But she’s also dangerous. Don’t underestimate her.”
David raised an eyebrow but didn’t press further. It was rare for Bryan to admit that anyone could be a threat, let alone someone who had only just arrived.
As the class slowly resumed its usual chatter, Liana was left simmering in her seat. She couldn’t let this go. Catherine was a threat to everything she had worked for, and she would make sure to take her down—no matter what. The game was just beginning, and Liana would stop at nothing to prove she was still the queen of Class 8.