Yaraa met Kathir, who revealed the hidden power structure of the college—four groups secretly controlling everything. Kathir, a recruiter for these groups, tested Yaraa’s skills, and he passed with ease.
Just when Yaraa thought he had a choice, he was warned that joining Kathir’s group required mastering all the skills of the other groups. As the break ended, Yaraa’s sharp instincts exposed a hidden spy, proving that he was ready for whatever came next.
"Vengeance in the Shadows"
After Kathir said, "Yeah, you did," the lunch break started.
As they walked through the corridor, Kathir looked at Yaraa and asked, "How did you figure out he was in the third group so easily?"
Yaraa smirked. "Let me show you."
Flashback:
The bell rang, signaling the end of the break. All the students returned to the classroom. Kathir casually followed behind Yaraa, but something caught Yaraa’s sharp eyes.
As he walked, a student crossed his path and briefly locked eyes with Kathir. No words were spoken—yet an entire conversation seemed to pass between them. The communication was so subtle that no one else noticed.
Then, moments later, that same student approached Yaraa and tried to talk to him.
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Present:
"So that’s how you figured it out," Kathir said, nodding in approval. "You have sharp eyes."
Yaraa gave a small smile.
They left the classroom, and Yaraa headed toward the staff room, searching for Amala. But when he arrived, she wasn’t there.
He pulled out his phone and called her.
Amala answered, "So, you already have my number?"
Yaraa replied casually, "Yes, ma’am."
She chuckled. "Alright, come to the library."
Yaraa frowned. "Where is it?"
There was a brief silence before Amala sighed. "You don’t even know where the library is? Fine, just come quickly."
Yaraa made his way to the library, where Amala was already waiting for him.
As soon as he arrived, she crossed her arms and asked, "Why are you really here, Yaraa?"
Yaraa leaned against a nearby shelf and replied, "To study. What else?"
Amala studied his face, as if trying to read his mind. "If you’re really here just to study, that’s fine. But…" she paused, her gaze sharp, "if you have some other reason—something that I’m suspecting—then leave this college immediately."
Yaraa’s expression turned serious. "I’m only here to study, ma’am."
Amala seemed to want to say something more, but before she could, Yaraa asked, "Why are you here, ma’am?"
A strange look passed over her face before she simply replied, "I have my own reasons."
Yaraa didn’t push for more answers. Instead, he nodded, turned around, and left the library.
After that, Yaraa decided to head to the canteen.
He spotted Kathir sitting with his friends, eating and chatting. As soon as he saw Yaraa, Kathir waved him over.
"Hey, guys," Kathir said, gesturing to Yaraa, "this is the one I told you about."
Yaraa sat down, casually greeting them as Kathir introduced him to the group. They talked for a while, eating their meals. Eventually, the lunch break ended, and they all returned to class.
Scene cut _ _ _
A Night Time
Everything blurred.
Yaraa felt dizzy—his vision swimming in and out of focus.
When he finally regained some sense of reality, he realized something was wrong. He was not in his room.
In front of him stood Kathir, speaking to someone in hushed tones. Yaraa couldn’t make out the words, but he could feel it—whoever the other person was, they exuded danger.
Suddenly, the mysterious figure stepped toward Yaraa.
Before Yaraa could react, a strong hand grabbed his hair, yanking his head up. His vision was still hazy, but now he could see the person’s face—cold, calculating eyes staring directly into his.
The man turned to Kathir and asked, "Are you sure this is the one who said that to you?"
Kathir didn’t respond.
Then—a sudden, sharp impact.
Darkness.
Yaraa had been knocked out.
Things just took a dark turn! Yaraa’s sharp instincts helped him navigate the college’s hidden power struggles, but now he’s in real danger. Who is this mysterious figure? And why did Kathir stay silent?