Rhyka leaned against the outer wall of the classroom his golden eyes half lidded mask hanging lazily at his hip He had no need to press his ear to the wood his sharpened senses caught everything Every whisper Every stammer of disbelief Every hiss of humiliation from Eto as she admitted to her classmates that he had beaten her
His lips curled Good Make sure they all hear it straight from your mouth Make sure you choke on the words
Inside the murmurs carried on in low disbelieving waves Some students pressed her for details others whispered theories but all of it circled back to him To Rhyka Exactly as he wanted
He could almost picture the looks on their faces Millis forcing a smirk to cover his unease Hella whispering poison to keep control of the room Rin pretending he didn't care while his ears stayed sharp Loretta and Rinnte holding their ground refusing to take Eto's blame even as suspicion lingered on them
