Roxxane ’s POV
The hallway feels longer than usual.
Everyone’s already talking.
Whispers crawl along the walls like smoke:
“They failed the mission, the great Canan and his lapdog failed…”
“The principal’s golden team got ambushed. Did you hear?”
I can hear every word, and the more they talk, the more something sharp builds behind my ribs.
Canan walks in front, silent and unreadable, Eli beside him pretending to laugh it off, and Karl… Karl struts like he just won a medal. He’s got that smug half-smile, shoulders loose, unbothered. Not an ounce of shame.
It makes me want to punch him.
We’re supposed to be heading to the principal’s office to give our report, but I already know how that’s going to go; lectures, glares, maybe detention duty. None of it matters. I tell them I’ll joi
