↪WIND BREAKER STORY↩

〘CHAPTER 8〙

Shelly stormed down the hallway, her fists clenched at her sides, jaw tight with frustration.

The tense meeting with her grandfather still echoed in her mind, his stern words pressing down on her like a weight she couldn't shake off.

She just wanted to get back to class, to pretend none of it had happened.

But as she reached the midpoint of the hallway, a shadow moved in her peripheral vision.

Before she could react, a figure stepped in front of her, blocking her path.

A strong, calloused hand seized her wrist and yanked her sharply toward the back of the school.

"What the hell? Let go of me!!" She snapped, her voice sharp with irritation as she struggled against the grip.

Chan smirked, his fingers tightening around her wrist just enough to make it clear that he wasn't letting go "Relax~ princess".

He drawled, his voice dripping with that infuriating arrogance "I just wanted to say hello".

Shelly's stomach twisted violently.

That word - that stupid mocking word he always used. It grated on her nerves like nails on a chalkboard, she loathed it.

Every time he called her that, she felt an overwhelming urge to slap that smug smirk right off his face.

"Well, I'm not in the mood to talk" She shot back, yanking at her wrist "Now let me go".

Chan chuckled, unfazed "Aww~ is my princess angry? That's cute".

Again.

It's that kind of call again.

She absolutely hated the way he called her that. That sickly sweet mockery laced in his voice, makes her want to punch him in the mouth.

Fury ignited inside her, making her blood boil "First of all, don't ever call me that. Second, move out of my way".

She spun on her heel to leave but before she could take a step, Chan's arm slammed against the wall, trapping her in place.

A cold shiver ran down her spine, she hated how powerless she felt in this moment.

"What are you doing?? Let me go!" Shelly shouted, trying to shove him away but he barely budged.

"Not so fast~" He whispered, his breath brushing against her ear "Why don't you break up with Jay and date me instead? I'll show you the pleasure of love".

Terrified at Chan's words, a wave of nausea crashed over Shelly. The way he spoke, the way his eyes roamed her face - it made her skin crawl.

She had never seen anyone as disgusting as the one in front of her eyes.

All she wants now is to find a way to get rid of this pervert.

"You're an asshole!!" She spat and swung her hand toward his face.

But Chan was faster, he caught her wrist mid air and leaned in, his face inches from hers "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Feisty, aren't you? Come on, don't you wanna try?".

He squeezed her wrist tighter, making her wince in pain.

She struggled against his hold, panic rising inside her as he leaned in further, his eyes locked onto her lips.

"Shh~ let's see how these lips taste like" He whispered with a wicked grin.

But before he could move any closer, a powerful fist collided with the side of his face. The impact sent him sprawling to the ground, a sharp grunt of pain escaping his lips.