Chapter 49: Bully

Vana's POV

“Jamra, you better have an explanation to this,” I said, lips quivering.

The lounge is cluttered with broken furniture, every item made of glass or porcelain shattered on the floor. The sofa’s cushions were ripped into shreds, cotton flying out of the cuts. The walls were painted in splashes of colors, ruining the plain color of it.

I clenched my fist as soon as the situation sunk in my head, gritting my teeth as a glare form in my eyes. I don’t need to ask who did this mess, it’s obvious who the culprits are. No wonder there’s no students lingering around our hallway; they’re scared of being a target.

“Since when did this start?” I asked, my voice grim.

Jamra flinched out of fright, lowering her gaze down. “Since you were gone,” she answered.

I bit my lip, cursing u

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