Liam began his run at a steady pace, his initial steps reflecting a lack of enthusiasm. However, as he continued, something within him clicked. He realized that this was the first time he was seriously testing his physical abilities in a real-life scenario. The skirmish with the skinny man hadn't allowed him to gauge his skills accurately, but now, this challenge provided him with a professional benchmark.With this newfound determination, Liam's half-hearted effort transformed into a focused and committed run. Each step was purposeful, and his breathing synchronized with his pace. He pushed himself to maintain a steady rhythm, all the while wondering just how far his body could carry him in this hour-long test.As the one-hour mark approached, Mark signaled for Liam to stop running. Liam slowed to a halt, his breaths heavy but satisfied. He believed he had performed well during the test. However, as he glanced around at the people present, he noticed they were all looking at him stra

Liam stood in front of the luxurious private school, his gaze fixed on the imposing edifice before him. The grand gates, adorned with ornate ironwork, bore the name of the institution in gilded letters: "Harmony Elite Academy." The school's pristine, manicured grounds stretched out before him, a stark contrast to his own humble origins.The sprawling campus was adorned with lush green lawns, intricate architecture, and a sense of privilege that hung in the air. The school's towering, ivy-covered buildings exuded an air of tradition and excellence, and the well-manicured gardens spoke of a world far removed from his own.As he gazed at the massive wrought-iron gates, a couple of students, dressed in impeccable uniforms, strolled past him. They exchanged quick glances and hushed comments as they passed, their expressions a mix of curiosity and subtle condescension. It was clear that Liam's presence, in his less refined attire, had not gone unnoticed.Liam felt the weight of their judgme

Naomi peered out of her bedroom window, her expression clouded with confusion. She wore rumpled pajamas, and her disheveled hair cascaded untamed over her shoulders. Her younger brother, Jun, had told her that her friend was looking for her and had her homework from the teacher. Grudgingly, Naomi decided to venture outside to meet her, even though she'd rather stay cocooned in her room.As she stepped out onto the porch, Naomi spotted one of her classmates standing in front of her house. The sight was both bewildering and concerning. The girl's hair was in disarray, her clothes tattered, and her face bore the painful, visible marks of recent injuries. Immediately, Naomi's heart sank, and her mind raced to piece together what had happened.The young girl looked at Naomi with teary eyes, her expression a mix of half apology and half fear. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, "Sarah is looking for you," she said, her voice trembling with a mixture of guilt a

In lavishly decorated bedroom. The walls are adorned with rich, textured wallpaper, featuring intricate patterns and a soft, pastel color palette. Large windows drape the room in natural light during the day, allowing the sumptuous details to shine.A plush, king-sized bed with a tufted headboard takes center stage, dressed in high-quality linens that invite rest and relaxation. The room is furnished with elegant, antique pieces, such as a vanity with an ornate mirror and a vintage chaise lounge, adding a touch of timeless charm.The floor is adorned with a plush, thick carpet that your feet sink into with each step, providing a cozy underfoot sensation.Sarah's personal touches, from family photographs to personal mementos, add a sense of warmth and personality to this extravagant setting. The result is a bedroom that is not only a sanctuary of comfort but also a testament to her refined taste and style.Sarah paced back and forth, her typically confiden

"Are you sure it's the right thing to do?" the worried teenager asked, glancing anxiously at Sarah, who stood in silence.Sarah's gaze remained locked on the lifeless body of a teenager, whose head was concealed within a bag. Her expression was a mix of confidence and a chilling determination that sent shivers down the spine of the onlooker. She didn't offer a response, leaving the teenager in a tense and ominous silence."Doesn't your parents know about this?" the teenager persisted, concern evident in their voice.Sarah's patience wore thin. She abruptly turned and delivered a sharp slap to the teenager's face, her anger flaring. "Just do what I told you to do," she snapped, her tone laced with frustration and impatience, leaving no room for further questions.The teenager, still nursing her stinging cheek, approached the lifeless body and gingerly unzipped the bag that concealed the victim's head. She stared at the sight, her face contorting with a mix