Nyxara’s pov
"I think we have much to discuss." His deep voice echoed, and the whole place fell silent; not even one person dared to move or speak. I looked up from my desk just to find Malrik standing right beside me, looking down at me.
I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. "I don't recall asking to have a discussion with you."
The students gasped, behind me someone whispered. "She's actually talking back...". Malrik didn't flinch, he just kept looking at me.
"I wasn't asking," he said.
"I don't care," I snapped back, reaching for my bag. I stood up, deciding that the only thing that would fix this was to leave. I didn't make it past him before a wide chest blocked my way. I stopped, and another student blocked the other side.
I tightened my grip on my bag and slowly tu
