Neel X Malang

Principal's office

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"The record holder of failing on the stage," Neel said, his tone sneering.

"The record holder," Figo repeated, adding emphasis to Neel's taunt.

"Sulekha," Neel declared loudly, his tone laced with contempt.

"Sulekha," Figo mimicked, their voices blending in mockery of her name.

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Su nervously stepped forward, trying to compose herself despite the evident discomfort.

"What the hell is happening? They are literally bulling her " Netra said in disbelief and looked at Malang, standing there with a mixture of fear and concern, felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness. The atmosphere was charged with tension as the ruthless crew demanded Sulekha to showcase her talent.

Netra, observing the distressing situation, couldn't bear to witness the bullying unfold and discreetly slipped away, unnoticed by the others.

"Show us what you have, Solo," Rihanna declared, her words dripping with mockery.

"Music!" Figo commanded loudly, initiating the soundtrack for Sulekha's performance. The stage was set for her to prove herself in the face of ruthless judgment.

As the music filled the air, Sulekha began to move her body gracefully in sync with the rhythm. Her movements were fluid and precise. However, despite the outward display of talent, her face betrayed the turmoil raging within.

Nervousness and discomfort were evident in her expression. Each step seemed to carry the weight of the ruthless judgment hanging over her, amplifying the vulnerability she felt in that moment.

She rolled and sat on the floor with fluid movement and started to move her hands over her body.

"Stop," said Rihaana harshly. "Do you know something authentic? Or only toptik?"

"Toptik," Figo repeated, mocking her and laughing at her.

"Am I holding a drink in my hand? Are people showing money on you?" Rihaana continued, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Figo started doing hand signature of showering money on her when dancing as to prove rihaana's point and laughing hysterically.

"Go somewhere else with your dance bar moves," Rihaana said harshly.

"Bar moves," Figo repeated, laughing mockingly.

"Show us some real deal, dude, come on," Neel said with irritation and mockery in his tone. "Let's go. Dance. MUSIC," Rihaana said again, this time with a mix of irritation and anger, giving Sulekha another chance.

Tears were visible in Su's eyes; she was very embarrassed and nervous, her hands shaking. She just wanted to run away, curl up, and die.

Sulekha steeled herself, listening to Rihaana's words. She started to dance again, but this time her own foot got stuck with her other one, and she fell while dancing.

"This is exactly what we mean. Coming here without talent is not happening," Rihaana said, anger visible on her face and in her voice.

Figo crossed both his arms in front of him and started gesturing to everyone, as if to prove Rihaana's point that coming here without talent is not acceptable.

"STOP THIS NONSENSE RIGHT NOW!" Suddenly, a loud voice echoed across the entire ground. All heads turned in the direction of the voice, only to see the principal himself standing there, looking extremely angry.