He calmly passed the basket of envelopes toward the next row, the students there immediately began contributing without wasting much time. One after another, they quietly picked up envelopes, slipped money inside, sealed them carefully, and wrote their names across the front. Some students laughed while donating small amounts, while others whispered among themselves about how expensive final-year projects had suddenly become.One boy near the far corner of the classroom quickly sealed his envelope before tossing it lightly back into the basket.“That’s the last one from this row,” he announced casually.Another student beside him nodded while adjusting her glasses.“Yeah, everybody here already contributed,” she added.The young man holding the basket then stood up from his chair and looked toward the front of the class.“Sir,” he called respectfully toward Mr. Frank, “everyone has inserted their donations now. The envelopes are all filled.”At the front of the room, Mr. Frank nodde

The expression on Professor Frank’s face immediately drew everyone’s attention.The lecturer stared down at the contents of the envelope for several long seconds without speaking.At first, confusion appeared on his face.Then disbelief followed immediately afterward.The classroom slowly became restless.Several students exchanged puzzled glances.One boy near the back frowned deeply before speaking first.“Sir?” he called out carefully. “Is something wrong?”Professor Frank slowly looked up from the envelope.Honestly, even he seemed uncertain about what he was seeing.The lecturer adjusted his glasses carefully as though he believed his eyes might somehow be deceiving him.Then slowly, he looked toward Steven.“Mr. Ward,” Professor Frank said carefully, “are you certain this envelope belongs to you?”The moment those words entered the classroom, tension immediately filled the atmosphere again.Steven felt his entire body stiffen instantly.Beside him, Britney’s heart began pounding

The classroom was engulfed in a strange and unusual silence that felt heavier than normal.Mr. Frank stood at the front of the classroom with a thoughtful expression on his face as his eyes slowly moved across the students seated before him. Earlier, he had brought up the subject of the Campus King, and ever since then, whispers had spread rapidly throughout the room. The curiosity among the students was obvious.Everyone wanted answers.Everyone wanted to know who the mysterious figure truly was.Yet the very person they were desperately trying to identify sat quietly among them without saying a word.Justin remained seated calmly in his chair, appearing entirely unaffected by the excitement and speculation surrounding him. His posture was relaxed, and his expression revealed nothing. Not once did he show even the slightest indication that he was the very person everyone was so eager to uncover.Meanwhile, the questions inside the classroom continued to pour in from every direction

Mr. Frank’s office was quiet that afternoon.The lecturer sat halfway on the edge of his desk while reviewing several documents that had been spread neatly before him. Although his attention appeared fixed on the papers before him, his thoughts had drifted elsewhere.His mind remained occupied with what had happened during class.Over the years, Mr. Frank had developed a sharp ability to notice changes in his students. Teaching had taught him that people often revealed more through their expressions and behavior than through words. Earlier in the classroom, something about Steven had disturbed him.Mr. Frank removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose thoughtfully.Just then, a knock sounded on the office door.He lifted his head, “who is it?” he asked.There was a brief pause before a familiar voice answered from outside.“Mr. Frank, it’s Steven.”The lecturer immediately recognized the voice.“Alright,” he replied calmly. “Come in.”The door opened and Steven stepped into

The two girls standing nearby stared at her.Then suddenly,They began laughing.The sound cut through the corridor sharply.At first, the laughter sounded restrained, as though they were trying to hold themselves back. But the longer they looked at Britney’s stunned expression and the awkward tension surrounding the moment, the less control they seemed able to maintain.The girl Britney had slapped earlier laughed first.she folded her arms and shook her head while amusement spread openly across her face.“Oh my God,” she said between laughs. “This is actually happening.”Her friend laughed beside her.The humiliation Britney had caused them moments earlier now seemed to be returning to her with painful force.Britney immediately stiffened.Her expression darkened.The laughter irritated her, but beneath that irritation was something far more uncomfortable.Confusion.And disbelief.The first girl looked directly at her.“This is honestly so shameful,” she said.Britney frowned.“Wh