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Bryan was pacing anxiously in his exam room, his mind racing. He had already set the plan in motion, and now all he could do was hope Catherine would follow through. He knew she could handle herself, but the stakes were high—she was a newcomer, and everyone seemed to have it out for her.
Meanwhile, Catherine sat in her exam room, completely unfazed by the tension building around her. She had heard Bryan’s plan, but she wasn’t one to play by anyone else’s rules, especially not when it came to something as trivial as an exam.
As the clock ticked, Catherine glanced around, noticing the other students whispering, eyeing her suspiciously. They assumed she would fail, that her calm demeanor was a front for insecurity. But Catherine wasn’t worried. In fact, she felt oddly amused by their misplaced confidence. Let them think what they wanted. She was here to prove a point—not to them, but to herself.
When the exam papers were distributed, Catherine scanned her sheet, taking in the questions with ease. Her mind raced through the solutions, the numbers coming together like pieces of a well-constructed puzzle. She had always excelled at math, and she wasn’t about to let anyone distract her now.
Despite the pressure mounting from the teachers, the whispers in the classroom, and the blatant targeting of her, Catherine worked through the exam methodically, savoring each step of the process. She wasn’t concerned about being caught cheating. After all, no one had asked her to, and that was never part of her style.
Bryan, on the other hand, was waiting impatiently for the moment he could slip his answers to Catherine. He had no doubt she’d need them, even if she hadn’t admitted it. His plan was set—he was ready to spring into action.
But Catherine’s gaze never wavered as she finished the exam with a quiet sense of finality. She laid her pen down, a small smile dancing on her lips. Bryan had underestimated her, thinking she would need help.
The bell rang signaling the end of the exam, and students filed out of the rooms, some casting nervous glances at Catherine. She stood slowly, her movements graceful, and handed her paper to the teacher.
As the teacher glanced at her, she saw the confident look on Catherine’s face. She tried to mask her surprise but couldn’t hide her skepticism. Catherine didn’t seem like the type to fail, but the teacher had been convinced she would—after all, she was a new student with a reputation for stirring up trouble.
Catherine, however, was simply playing her own game, one she was certain she would win. As the other students began to trickle out of the room, she stayed back for a moment, catching Bryan’s eye as he anxiously waited outside.
She walked towards him, her usual calm demeanor returning. Bryan, eyes wide with anticipation, opened his mouth to speak, but Catherine beat him to it.
“You know,” she said lazily, “I never needed your answers, Bryan.”
Bryan froze, his jaw nearly hitting the floor. “What? But… how?” He was speechless, his heart sinking a little. Had he misunderstood her entirely?
Catherine smirked and brushed past him, whispering, “I don’t need shortcuts to win.”
Bryan stood there, a mix of awe and disbelief washing over him. He had underestimated Catherine again, but somehow, that only made her even more fascinating. She wasn’t just the boss in title; she was the boss in everything she did.
As Catherine walked out of the exam room, her steps confident and assured, the rest of the school would soon learn exactly what it meant to stand in her shadow.
And for Liana, well—she had just crossed a line that would soon lead to consequences. Catherine might not have been interested in petty revenge, but she wasn’t about to let someone like Liana continue to think she could get away with anything. Catherine had a way of making people realize their mistakes—one way or another.
For now, though, she would let Liana stew in her own frustrations, because Catherine knew that when the time was right, the final move would be hers to make.