บท 37: Academy Freshers (3)

"Stop it!" a commanding voice rang out, cutting through the rising tension like a blade.

All heads turned to see Lumia, her vibrant presence shifting the mood immediately.

Her purple hair swayed as she walked confidently into the scene.

"Lumia..." Aveline said, her tone softening ever so slightly as she acknowledged the student council president.

"What's going on here?" Lumia asked, her gaze flickering between Kael, Aveline, and the now sheepish-looking Eric.

"He broke the rules," Aveline started to explain, pointing toward Kael.

"How" Lumia asked.

Kael stood his ground.

He could feel the weight of dozens of eyes on him, each student either curious, judgmental, or amused by the unfolding scene.

Eric, now dusting himself off after being thrown effortlessly to the ground, smirked, clearly savoring the attention and the perceived support of Aveline.