She felt sick to her core - so weak that even screaming felt impossible.
Evelyn's head was shoved down into the sink, dragged up only to be forced back under.
Again. And again.
Damn these cliché bullying scenes of overly jealous won.
She knew this was a bad idea, but she reached for her power anyway.
The Zodiac Threads shimred in her mind's eye.
Her connection raw, unstable, but pulsing with anger. Heat surged through her veins, her breath shallow as she clung to that single, burning emotion.
Her lips parted. At first, no sound ca.
Then, she whispered hoarsely, but firm.
"Stop your hands."
The effect was imdiate.
Penelope, the villainess, suddenly froze, her hands numb and useless.
A flicker of confusion crossed her face as she stumbled, knocking into the sink, the wall, and nearly taking one of her lackeys down with her.
"Evelyn!" A sharp voice cut through the chaos.
Verena turned her gaze, barely focusing as Raphael stord in.
His expression was taut with urgency, eyes scanning the room before locking onto Verena.
He must have heard about the second princess enrolling. He knew of her obsession with him and what kind of person she was.
His first instinct? Find Evelyn.
He moved toward Verena as if to help, but she raised a weak hand to stop him.
"Just... go get her," she muttered.
Raphael hesitated, then nodded.
Everything blurred after that.
Her body gave out.
And she collapsed.
***
When she awoke, she was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.
A deep, pounding ache settled into her skull, the kind that felt eerily similar to a vicious hangover - sothing she knew far too well.
Every muscle in her body protested, heavy and sluggish as if she'd been wrung out and left to dry.
Yeah... using her power had definitely been a mistake.
Between all the reckless testing, the countless collisions, and the last-minute rescue stunt, her body had finally given up on her.
But oddly enough, she felt warm.
Not the bone-chilling exhaustion she expected.
Just warmth.
Guess I failed that one, huh?
[Debuffs have been removed!]
[There will still be so lingering effects from the penalty]
[System Notification: Affection Update!]
[Target: Evelyn Ashbourne]
[ 10 Affection Points Earned!]
[Debuffs have been removed!]
[SYSTEM NOTICE: The mission was half-successful!]
[Affection Points: 29]
Wait... it wasn't a failure?
Sothing tugged at her right side.
She turned her head and nearly jolted.
Evelyn was in the sa bed.
Verena blinked. Clinic bed. White sheets, faint sll of antiseptic, soft candlelight. Indeed, it was definitely the clinic.
She glanced back at Evelyn, half-expecting distress or awkwardness.
Instead, the girl was smiling at her. Soft. Gentle. Like Verena had just done sothing wonderful.
"I'm... confused."
Verena's voice ca out hoarse, her mind still foggy from exhaustion.
Evelyn humd, tilting her head. "The prefect told everything. You ran away from detention, didn't you?"
Verena groaned. "Ugh. Yeah." That was technically correct.
"And... you used your powers?"
Verena stiffened. "Y-Yeah, but... how did you know?"
"Lady Prefect," Evelyn smiled knowingly.
Sohow, her expression shifted into sothing unreadable. Sothing dangerous.
In a tone so quiet yet so deafening, she whispered:
"Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now, Lady Verena?"
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