Chapter twenty one.
Vida’s POV.
"The class has come to an end," Kirean announced, and the students quickly packed their bags and filed out of the room.
But I remained seated, pulling out my book and pen as I began to doodle absent-mindedly. Kirean, however, sat down beside me, ignoring me as he rummaged through his own books and papers, seemingly engrossed in his work.
The silence between us was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of tension as we sat there, each lost in our own thoughts. The classroom, once filled with the hum of discussion and laughter, was now a quiet, almost eerie space, with only the soft scratching of my pen breaking the stillness.
As I gazed at Kieran, a provocative thought suddenly flashed in my mind. I licked my lips, and my pen began to scribble
