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Chapter 97 Academic Emergency
The fiasco with the Eco-Warrior shoot acted as a final, jarring alarm bell. The absurdity of it, the glued-on twigs, the shaggy lynx suit, the transactional compromise bonus, cut through the noise of his identity crisis. It clarified one thing: he was wasting mental energy on a part-time job that saw him as a prop, while the foundational work of his actual future was crumbling. Final exams loomed like a dark mountain range on the horizon, and the conditional promise of the Blue Card felt more fragile than ever.He cornered Khamees after their last class. "I need a break. From everything. No shoots, no videos, no channel strategy. Until exams are over."Khamees, for once, didn't argue, calculate or strategize. He saw the determined exhaustion in Zaid's eyes and simply nodded. "Done. I'll handle any inquiries. You're on academic lockdown. Just tell me when you need food."The academic lockdown took shape that very evening in Khamees's room. Textbooks and note papers covered every surf
Chapter 96 Silly Photoshoot
The frantic, humiliating chase through the school halls with a janitor’s stick left Zaid feeling more foolish than empowered. The hollow feeling had returned, now tinged with a deep sense of absurdity. He had tried to be a fighter, then a masculine powerhouse, and both attempts had ended in chaos. Retreating to his room, he felt adrift, unsure of what version of himself to even attempt next.The call came as he was staring blankly at a textbook, the words swimming on the page. It was from a number labeled “Sphinx Productions,” a name Khamees had saved after a vague inquiry a week prior. The voice on the other end was brisk and professional.“Zaid? This is Maya from Sphinx. We’re shooting a high-concept campaign tomorrow for ‘Eco-Warrior Wear,’ a new sustainable line. The client loved your authentic look. Are you available?”Still in his post-chase stupor, and feeling the gnawing need to be professional, to prove he could just do a job without it becoming a personal crisis, Zaid agreed
Chapter 95 Fury
The hollow feeling left by the fight didn't dissipate; it simply changed shape, morphing from confusion into a stubborn, grinding determination. If the world and the sneering Blue Cards saw him as a "pretty boy," a fragile thing made of skincare and camera angles, then he would simply rebuild himself into something they couldn't mock. He would become undeniably masculine.His search for a new path led him down a digital rabbit hole. Late at night, instead of editing or studying, he scoured the internet. He found a world of "looksmaxxing" and "mewing," of intense gym compilations set to aggressive music, of men with jawlines like granite slabs discussing "frame" and "presence." These videos preached a gospel of hyper-masculine transformation through sheer, brutal will. It was the opposite of the subtle, careful skincare routine. This was about force.The next afternoon, he found Hosam in his room, already mid-set, veins popping on his forehead. Zaid waited until Hosam racked the heavy
Chapter 94 The Cafeteria Fight That Left Him Hollow
The cafeteria hummed with its usual chaotic energy, a familiar backdrop that had recently become a minefield for Zaid. He sat with his usual cohort—Bassam quietly reviewing notes, Hosam shoveling down food before training, Karam meticulously arranging his meal for a picture, and Fares scrolling through his phone, disengaged. For a moment, it almost felt normal.The shift in the air was subtle at first. A group of Blue Card students, the academic elite who usually occupied their own privileged corner, began moving with a collective, swaggering purpose across the room. Their path led directly to Zaid’s table. Conversations nearby hushed.“Well, if it isn’t the school’s rising star,” said the one in front, a tall boy named Rami whom Zaid knew from the advanced science class. His smile was all polished enamel and false warmth. “Congratulations, Zaid.”Zaid eyed him warily. “For what?”“For making your way up,” another chimed in, a boy named Ameen. “We heard. The Blue Card is practically y
Chapter 93 A New Levelling Up Method
The Summit Athletics studio, once a place of daunting newness, had become a familiar workplace. Yet, it held a new kind of scrutiny. During a break between shots for a line of running gear, a senior stylist for the brand, a woman named Hala whose keen eyes missed nothing, approached Zaid not with a clothing adjustment, but with a quiet, professional suggestion.“Zaid, a word?” she said, her voice low. “The camera is very high-definition. It picks up every pore, every bit of texture. You have great bone structure, but your skin… it’s looking a little tired, a little stressed. You’re young, you can fix it easily. You just need a basic routine.”Zaid was taken aback. He’d never thought about his skin beyond washing it with soap in the shower. “A routine? Like what?”Hala, pleased he was receptive, pulled out her phone. “Nothing crazy. A gentle cleanser, a good moisturizer, and sunscreen. Non-negotiable sunscreen.” She typed out a list of brand names, a pharmacy cleanser, a good moisturiz
Chapter 92 Hint Of Jealousy
The polished smile of the reporter in front of his room was the final straw. It felt like a violation, a trespassing beyond any screen or public space, right into the last shred of his privacy.“No,” Zaid said, the word flat and final. Before the woman, Sarah, could launch into her reassuring spiel, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving her calling after him from his doorway. He didn’t run, but his pace was a fast, determined march. He went straight to the headmaster’s office, bypassing the terrified assistant, and told Mr. Fadi what had happened—a reporter from a gossip magazine had infiltrated the student dormitories.The school’s reaction was swift and severe. Security was called. Sarah and her photographer colleague were escorted off the premises with a stern warning about trespassing. An email was sent to all staff and students reminding them of the media policy and the importance of safeguarding the school’s privacy. The institutional machinery had protected him, but it
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