Whispers of Destiny

The Queen's Courtroom Drama

In the heart of the bustling classroom, Selena, Leana, and Yeonjun exchanged bewildered glances as their eyes fell upon the new teacher, Ms. Hargrove. Their expectations shattered like fragile glass against a stone wall. Ms. Hargrove's appearance defied the norms of conventional beauty, her eccentricity evident in every detail. Unruly chestnut curls framed her round face, while her perpetual frown hinted at an underlying discontent. Her attire, a mishmash of flowery dresses, mismatched cardigans, and clunky shoes, added to her peculiar aura.

"No, not really," Yeonjun murmured, casting a cautious glance at the glaring teacher. "She looks... peculiar, to say the least."

"Her glares are downright terrifying," Leana whispered, shuddering at the thought of facing the teacher's wrath.

As the trio grappled with their initial impressions, Ms. Hargrove's piercing voice shattered the uneasy silence. "Where are all the others?" she demanded, her tone sharp and unpleasant, sending shivers down their spines.

"Um... they're coming," Selena stuttered, feeling the weight of the teacher's gaze.

Moments later, the tardy students trickled in, their arrival met with a scowl from Ms. Hargrove. "Where the hell were you all?" she barked, causing the students to flinch in fear.

One brave soul dared to speak up, "Calm down, it's just a couple of minutes, ma'am," he said, trying to pacify the irate teacher.

"Shut up!" Ms. Hargrove snapped, her eyes flashing with fury. "I'm forgiving you all this time, but don't push your luck."

The classroom descended into nervous chatter, the students' attention fixated on the unpredictable teacher. With a sharp bang on her desk, Ms. Hargrove commanded silence, her presence looming over the room like a dark cloud.

"Alright, everyone," Ms. Hargrove declared, her voice dripping with authority. "I am your queen, and you are my subjects. Anyone who dares to defy me will face dire consequences. Do you understand?"

The class fell silent, save for one daring student who couldn't contain his laughter. 

"I'm just happy to see our queen"

 He said sarcastically, igniting a wave of amusement among his peers.

"Is he going to survive after this," Selena couldn't help but ask out of concern and curiosity for the laughing boy

"Of course, He cannot even touch a inch of him, 'HE'  wont let it happen" 

Came the reply from the other side.

As the laughter echoed through the room, Selena couldn't help but wonder about the mysterious "he" Leana had mentioned earlier. 

"Who is 'he'?" she whispered to Yeonjun who was secretly listening their gossips which  Selena caught off guarded, her curiosity piqued.

"He's their king," Yeonjun muttered, his eyes rolling in exasperation.

Meanwhile, at the front of the class, chaos erupted as Ms. Hargrove confronted a defiant student. With a swift motion, she pulled him from his seat, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"This is enough," she declared, her grip tightening on the boy's hair as she prepared to mete out punishment.

But before she could act, a figure stepped forward, a silent challenge burning in their dark eyes. The classroom held its breath, poised on the brink of confrontation.

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What do you think of the so called "king" or the same mentioned "HE" ?

Is everything going to fine at their first encounter with the so called "king"?

Stay tuned for more.

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