Scarlet Love

36| A Knight?

Third person POV-

All the thinking will be in ITALIC font.

"I was burning, while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes." -Fyodor Dostoevsky

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The next day followed with a sleep deprived Fayth attending her classes. She had thought to take a day off but she has some questions that need answers.

And also to measure how low these students can get- would they be able to break her like the others?

Fayth has always been curious, she has seen the ugliness of human nature but she was never tied before, but now she has no one at her side-

Also she was relieved that, aside from the students' looks, everything had been fairly normal up until this point.

But for how long?

Fayth was no fool, she knows there is something wrong, yet at least these people are not up to something during the class.

The classes at Elite Academy are serious business, though, and regardless of your identity or your father's background, you must pay attention to the teachers.

No exceptions exist. If anyone throws tantrums they are to be put on restrictions and their parents are notified.

Just after the third class, the pushing and whispering started, that Fayth ignored.

On lunch break, Fayth had watched enough dramas to know that cafeteria was the worst idea ever. The last thing she wants is juice on her face or curry on her shirt.

So she had hoped to take lunch in one of the abandoned class. Pulling her hoodie up, she headed for the sixth floor via the stairs.

Just when she thought she was safe with her lunch, a pair of black boots greeted her sight.

Fayth looked up, only to see a guy.

She recognised him the moment her eyes went to the scar on his face.

Fuck- this is worst.

The light pink jagged scar that started from the left ear and ended at the side of nose.

Making you curious about the story behind it but the person who had them...

Brent Rexon, The person you would find at any of the bullying scenes of the Elite Academy. And why did the sight of him make Fayth nervous?

Well, he was always seeking pleasure in others pain.

Fayth has always observed him, Others might be taking part in bullying to be more famous or to get on the good side of someone. But this person, He would always look at the person in pain and would smile.

The smile that terrified Fayth when she had witnessed it for the first time.

She was watching the same smile now.

The corridor was empty, No one in sight.

Leaning against the wall with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, Brent appeared to be enjoying this moment. "So you are the first girl to break the taboo."

His eyes met Fayths, "Interesting"

Fayth turned around not even answering him.

"Don't"

His voice stopped her.

"You can not get away; the boys are already down there."

Fayth considered her options, There were more people down there but Brent was no more than a freak. Right now, though, she detested his kind the most.