Chapter 45
Chapter 45:
At last, classes were over for the day. Yelena stepped out of the campus, her mind already on heading home.
As she made her way out, her eyes caught sight of a scene that stopped her in her tracks—a girl was surrounded by three guys, one of them too close for comfort, his hand reaching toward her in an aggressive, flirtatious manner.
The girl was shaking like a leaf, clearly terrified.
Yelena squinted and recognized her. It was Erica Dury, a quiet, serious student from the honors class.
Without a second thought, Yelena marched over to them. She grabbed her water bottle and, with perfect aim, tossed it straight at the guy’s head.
“Who the hell just hit me? Looking for trouble?” the guy snapped, rubbing his sore skull. He let go of Erica and turned to face Yelena, whose face was the picture of indifference.
His eyes flickered with surprise, but then widened as he took in Yelena’s looks. She was a stunner. Grinning like a fox, he tried to charm her. “Hey there, cutie. How about we grab a coffee p>
Yelena barely glanced at him before her voice dropped, cool and steady. “If you have any sense, you’ll turn around and walk away. Trust me, it’ll be a lot easier for you p>
The guy froze, but then let out a rough laugh. “Oh, I get it. You want me to leave, huh? You actually want to leave with me, is that it p>
Yelena stepped in front of Erica and then passed her backpack to her. “Hold this for me. Stay over there and wait,” she said.
“Yelena, please be careful,” Erica warned, her voice full of concern.
“Don’t sweat it,” Yelena replied, her tone smooth and unbothered.
Ꮮ𝚊𝓽𝑒𝔰𝓉 сհ𝒂ⲣ𝔱𝖊𝓇𝓼
Seeing this, the guy cracked his knuckles with a smirk. This girl was about to get a lesson she wouldn’t forget.
But before he could even make a move, Yelena was on him, her foot landing squarely on his shin. He didn’t even see it coming before he was face down on the ground, clutching his leg and groaning in pain.
It was almost comical, how quickly he went from cocky to crumpled.
The other two guys hesitated, seeing their friend writhing in agony. Yelena stood tall, dusting her hands off, and then gave a flick of her finger. “You two want to join the party?” she taunted.
Humiliated and enraged, the two guys charged at her. Less than three minutes later, both were on the ground, tangled up in each other, begging for mercy.
“Please, we’re sorry! We won’t do it again!” they pleaded.
“Get lost,” Yelena replied, her voice icy and unmoved. The guys didn’t need to be told twice. They scrambled to their feet, practically tripping over each other in their rush to flee.
Erica, her heart still racing, stepped forward with a grateful smile. “Yelena, I don’t know how to thank you enough. That was… incredible. I’m Erica Dury, from the honors class, by the way. You really saved me today p>
Yelena gave her a brief nod. “No big deal. Just stay sharp from now on.” With that, she swung her backpack over her shoulder and walked off without a backward glance.
Unbeknownst to Yelena, Sonya stood from a distance, eyes narrowing as she tried to process what she was seeing. Was that really Yelena? What on earth was she doing here, right at the gates of Kheley University? Shouldn’t she be back in that shabby little village she came from?