Now we see a quiet, long corridor. On the right, rows of classrooms — each door marked with golden letters showing the section and grade.

  On the left, the entire wall is covered with glass, and behind it lies the school’s biggest Main Hall. Light from inside spills into the corridor every now and then, making everything glow.

  Students are either entering their classes or staring wide-eyed at that massive hall. It seems Saamyn and the others have their classroom on the third floor.

  Suddenly, the entire corridor falls silent. Because walking through the center is Saamyn — eyes calm and steady, that soft, mysterious smile resting on his face like always.

  Beside him is Ymraan — slowly scanning the surroundings, as if searching for something unknown. From his expression, he looks pretty excited.

  A few steps behind them walk Yuqeen and Mayya, heads slightly lowered. Because most students in the corridor can’t take their eyes off Saamyn and Ymraan.

  A little farther back, Rayn and Haarun walk quietly — shocked on the inside, yet wearing their usual serious expressions on the outside.

  Those who were chatting or walking moments earlier are now frozen — as if time paused for a moment. Some strange attraction has everyone completely captivated.

  But in the middle of all this intense staring, whispers, and restless energy… Saamyn and Ymraan remain utterly unbothered. They don’t care who’s watching — because this kind of attention isn’t new to them.

  Meanwhile, Rayn and Haarun speak in very low voices, making sure only those two can hear them.

  In a deep tone, Rayn says:— “Haarun… everyone’s eyes keep drifting toward them. Maybe it’s not just their looks — maybe it’s that unique, charming aura surrounding them.”

  Haarun listened and replied in a straightforward tone:— “Most people can’t even understand these two’s aura. And Sarqaan’s strong, dominant attitude aura? We can feel it clearly. It seems like wherever he goes, people will automatically brighten up.”

  Suddenly Haarun’s voice grew deeper:— “But Siddarik’s aura… that one is unbelievable. So calm, so mysterious — my mind can’t even grasp it.”

  Rayn closed his eyes, a faint smile curling on his lips. Then he said softly:— “You’re right. When Siddarik came up to us, my anger disappeared in a second… replaced by this strange feeling of safety and peace.”

  Haarun glanced around. Every other student had a shocked, excited, curious, almost blessed expression — yet he kept listening closely to Rayn.

  After a brief pause, Rayn spoke again, this time in a serious tone:— “Now let’s get to the real point. Haarun… do you think these two might be Bloodfang like us? Because even though our rank is high, we can’t read them properly.”

  Haarun gave a small smirk and answered:— “I can’t measure their strength — that much is obvious. But the day you can’t measure someone’s power… that means they’re truly strong. Because till today, no one has ever shown up in your life that you couldn’t figure out. Am I wrong?”

  Just as Haarun finished speaking, right at that moment, Sa’ut suddenly shouted Rayn’s name from behind.

  Rayn, Haarun, Mayya, and Yuqeen stopped and turned around slowly — and saw Hinnah and Sa’ut walking toward them.

  Sa’ut froze for a second as he noticed — two unfamiliar boys walking ahead of Yuqeen and Mayya. Hinnah, however, didn’t notice anything unusual.

  Meanwhile, Saamyn and Ymraan kept walking down the corridor — their steps neither rushed nor arrogant. Calm, controlled… almost giving off a royalty vibe.

  While walking, Saamyn and Ymraan suddenly slowed down and turned their bodies slightly, glancing back — as if it was a natural habit. No effort, no hesitation… just an unfamiliar kind of beauty, calm yet breathtaking.

  Seeing them stop like that made Sa’ut and Hinnah freeze. They didn’t even realize when they stopped walking — as if they had witnessed something they never imagined possible.

  That tiny moment alone sent a storm through both of them. Their eyes wouldn’t move away from Saamyn and Ymraan even for a second.

  Meanwhile, Rayn, Haarun, Mayya, and Yuqeen walked up to them. Rayn asked in a straightforward tone:— “What happened? Why did you guys suddenly stop like that?”

  As soon as he finished speaking, Rayn’s sharp eyes turned toward Saamyn and Ymraan… and he thought to himself:— “Of course… this was bound to happen.”

  People around the corridor had also stopped, watching this whole scene unfold.

  Hinnah looked at the two boys and asked in a trembling voice:— “T–Taqeesh… w–who are they?”

  Before Rayn could answer, Saamyn stepped forward with slow, gentle steps and spoke softly:— “Hi. My name is Saamyn Siddarik. And the one with me is Ymraan Sarqaan.”

  The calmness in Saamyn’s voice instantly settled Hinnah’s nerves — but Sa’ut’s expression grew even more serious.

  Saamyn continued introducing himself:— “We transferred to this school today. We are High Noble. We don’t know much about how this school works yet… so we asked Rayn Taqeesh and the others to show us around.”

  Sa’ut thought to himself:— “I literally just saw them today… So why does it feel like I’ve known them forever? And their whole vibe — pure high-noble energy. Straight-up prince-level aura, fr.”

  Ymraan was quietly observing everything, saying nothing. Sa’ut asked in a calm, steady voice:— “You two… don’t seem like you’re from this city, right?”

  Saamyn replied with his usual soft smile:— “Yeah, you guessed right, Sa’ut aev Raidanji. We’re not from this city — we came from outside.”

  Both Sa’ut and Hinnah were stunned. Sa’ut’s eyes widened as he asked in disbelief:— “How do you know my name?”

  Haarun replied in a relaxed tone:— “Nothing to freak out about. Before they even entered class, they checked the ‘Top 20 Students’ list — our names, roll numbers, sections, even our photos.”

  Sa’ut was even more shocked, though he didn’t show it on his face. His expression looked like he knew something the others didn’t.

  After that, no one dragged the topic any further. Everyone started walking toward the cafeteria. Students in the corridor were still staring at them — total attention-magnet behavior.

  While walking, Sa’ut pulled Rayn and Haarun slightly back and said in a cool, quiet voice:— “These two… they’re different from everyone else.”

  Rayn and Haarun answered at the same time, expressionless:— “We know.”

  Sa’ut looked at them sharply and said straight-up:— “You know they’re different… but do you know this? The Top 20 Students list was removed three days ago.”

  The moment Sa’ut finished speaking, the two of them froze for a second — but right after that, the seriousness and suspicion in their eyes deepened even more.

  Sa’ut continued in a calm voice:— “The ‘Top 20’ list is never fixed. It gets rearranged every month. It was updated just three days ago. So how did they even see it?”

  Rayn’s expression instantly turned heavy. In a low voice, he replied:— “We’ll have to hear it from them directly.”

  A few moments later, everyone reached the cafeteria — and the same thing happened here as in the classroom.

  The moment Saamyn and Ymraan stepped inside, the whole place almost stopped.

  Nearly everyone was staring at them — whispers, murmurs… Those two new students were the center of everything.

  Saamyn looked completely unbothered; His calm presence made the whole atmosphere feel even more mysterious.

  Ymraan still carried that same confident, cold vibe. Rayn, Haarun, and Sa’ut walked in a little behind them.

  Then Rayn leaned closer and said quietly to Yuqeen:— “Yuqeen… take Shizqar and Yumayqah and sit a little farther away.”

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  Yuqeen looked shocked — she had no idea why Rayn suddenly said that. Questions were already forming on her lips, but the strange seriousness in Rayn’s eyes made her stop.

  The same tense expression was written on Haarun’s and Sa’ut’s faces too. In just a moment, Yuqeen realized — the reason behind all this tension was those two transfer students.

  Without saying anything else, Yuqeen took Mayya and Hinnah and moved to a nearby table.

  Meanwhile, Saamyn and Ymraan had already taken a seat at a corner table, and the eyes around the room were still glued to them.

  Slowly, Rayn, Haarun, and Sa’ut walked over and sat right across from them. No beating around the bush — Rayn asked straight up:— “Who exactly are you two?”

  Saamyn stayed quiet for a few seconds, then let a soft, calm smile appear on his lips and said:— “I knew you’d ask that. But before I answer—what do you think we are?”

  Haarun replied in a serious tone:— “Feels like you two are some kind of royal princes… am I wrong?”

  Saamyn gave a small smile and spoke gently:— “Not completely wrong. We do live like royalty… but not because of arrogance.”

  He paused for a moment, then added quietly:— “Our parents aren’t alive. We lost them when we were very young. Whatever they left behind… that’s what we’re living on.”

  While he said all this, Ymraan kept eating like he didn’t care at all, but Rayn, Haarun, and Sa’ut were visibly shaken. A mix of guilt and regret appeared in their eyes. Almost in unison, they said:— “Sorry…”

  People across the cafeteria were still staring, but no one could really make out what they were talking about. Even Yuqeen, Mayya, and Hinnah were watching from afar, trying to figure out the situation.

  Saamyn smiled softly — his eyes carrying a strange gentleness:— “Your suspicion isn’t wrong. Anyone would misunderstand us from the way we act.”

  The simplicity and honesty in his voice instantly hit all three of them — they realized they had judged him wrong.

  It became clear that life’s hardships had made Saamyn far more mature than most people his age.

  Then Sa’ut didn’t waste a second and fired the next question:— “Alright, but how did you know our names? And why did you suddenly transfer here?”

  As soon as Sa’ut finished speaking, Ymraan replied straight-up:— “If you really want the truth… then here it is. I was bored. And dude, figuring out your names wasn’t even hard.”

  No one really understood what Ymraan meant. Rayn frowned and asked him bluntly:— “What exactly are you trying to say?”

  Ymraan shrugged with the same attitude and replied:— “I’m literally saying the thing you don’t wanna hear. Like… instead of giving you the info you need, I’m just out here talking nonsense.”

  Rayn, Sa’ut, and Haarun kept firing questions at him one after another, and every single time Ymraan twisted his words, dodged the point, and replied with the most chaotic, off-topic nonsense.

  Slowly their entire conversation drifted off the main subject and turned into Ymraan’s weird jokes and bizarre comments.

  Right in the middle of this mess, Saamyn suddenly formed a faint, mysterious smile at the corner of his lips — and strangely, no one noticed it… not even Haarun or Rayn.

  Time passed, and evening finally arrived. The sky looked pale today, glowing with soft, fading colors.

  Students were pouring out through the school gate. Some jumped into cars, some walked home in groups. Laughter, chatter, and goodbyes filled the air — the whole place buzzing with life.

  After nearly everyone was gone, the last group to come out was them— At the front: Saamyn and Ymraan.

  Right behind them: Haarun and Mayya. And a few steps back: Rayn and Yuqeen. Sa’ut and Hinnah had already gotten into their cars and left.

  While walking, Yuqeen leaned in and quietly asked Rayn:— “So… what do you think? What kind of guys are they?”

  Rayn let out a small smile and replied calmly:— “We were wrong… we were suspicious for no reason. They’re way more mature than boys their age. That’s why people misunderstand them.”

  Saamyn’s face was as calm as ever — like even if the whole world shifted, the ocean inside him wouldn’t ripple.

  But Ymraan’s eyes still held the trace of that burning anger — his jaw clenched, his expression restless.

  Yet the very next second, he slipped right back into that cold, chill mood… like switching emotions was just another flex for him.

  The morning sunlight spilled through the glass windows, flooding the entire corridor. Students were pouring into the school in groups — laughing, chatting, running around. The whole place felt super alive.

  Right then, Rayn and Yuqeen walked in through the main gate. Yuqeen noticed Haarun and Mayya walking just a few steps ahead of them.

  He jogged a little and called out to Mayya. Both of them turned to see Rayn and Yuqeen approaching. Yuqeen reached her and softly said:— “Good morning, you two.”

  Haarun noticed Rayn walking toward them in a relaxed, slow-paced mood. Playfully, he told Mayya and Yuqeen:— “You two go to class. Rayn and I will join a bit later.”

  Yuqeen and Mayya nodded without asking anything and walked away. Then Haarun asked Rayn with a teasing tone:— “What’s up? Why are you late today?”

  Rayn gave a tiny smile and replied casually:— “Last night I trained a bit too much. So I overslept.”

  Talking and joking around, Rayn and Haarun eventually walked toward the classroom. But the moment they entered, both of them froze.

  A boy was sitting in Rayn’s seat. Around him stood — or lounged — Boy-A, his friends, and a few senior students.

  The whole area felt weirdly tense. Rayn also noticed Yuqeen, Mayya, and several other students sitting in the back, all visibly scared.

  Boy-A looked straight at Rayn, flashing an evil smirk before speaking in a cocky, mocking tone:— “Rayn Taqeesh… What were you saying yesterday? Oh right, I remember now — something about ‘re-arranging our faces,’ wasn’t it?”

  Rayn didn’t reply. He just calmly observed the whole situation and locked eyes with Boy-A. Right beside him, Haarun adjusted his collar and slipped straight into fight-ready mode.

  Boy-A then turned to Haarun and said in the same arrogant tone:— “And Mister Haarun Aev Inazum, you think you’re something special just because you’re Mid-Royal, huh? Well look — there’s a Mid-Royal from the senior class standing right in front of you. Now what do you have to say?”

  Haarun wasn’t the type to stay quiet like Rayn. He literally raised his hand to wipe that smirk off Boy-A’s face — But right then, from behind, Ymraan grabbed his wrist and stopped him with an ice-cold, steady hold.

  A moment later, Saamyn stepped forward and spoke in a calm yet authoritative voice:— “Fighting won’t help. If a brawl starts here, you’ll be the ones getting carried out on four shoulders.”

  Boy-A swallowed his anger and snapped back arrogantly:— “Look who showed up — our school’s two pretty little dolls. Can’t do anything except look good for the girls, right?”

  Then he added with a deeper, nastier venom:— “And if you don’t wanna get beaten up like them, go hide behind the girls standing at the back.”

  That’s when Ymraan strode forward. A slow smirk stretched across his lips — so dangerous the whole vibe shifted instantly. A proper bad-boy, goosebumps-level smile.

  In pure attitude, in a deadly calm voice, he said:— “Bro, four fathers’ only blessed son… respect ours. Otherwise your future girlfriend is gonna end up in my collection.”

  The students around them were basically watching a live show. Even the 3rd-year seniors sitting in Rayn’s seat were low-key shocked. They had never heard a line that toxic yet smooth come out of someone’s mouth.

  A flicker of fear crossed Boy-A’s face — though he tried to hide it. His voice trembled as he said:— “I… I don’t even have a girlfriend.”

  Ymraan placed his hand on Boy-A’s neck with full attitude. In a cold, chill voice he said:— “No need to say anything… your whole character already exposes you. And your face? Yeah, it’s screaming even louder. Now go wash your face in the nearest drain like a good boy.”

  Hearing all that from Ymraan, Boy-A was literally about to explode. He opened his mouth to say something — When suddenly a straightforward, calm-but-dangerous voice came from behind:— “Tharym… stop. Now.”

  The voice belonged to a 3rd-year student.

  He was sitting on Rayn's seat. The moment he spoke, the whole class’s attention snapped toward him. He slowly got up from his seat and started walking toward Ymraan.

  But before he could say anything, Saamyn stepped forward. With a soft, gentle smile he said:— “My name is Saamyn Siddarik… You look like their leader. Tell me one thing — why do you guys even want this fight?”

  The leader didn’t beat around the bush. He answered straight:— “Alright… My name is Lioren Aev Eshanveil. And yeah, damn — you’re weirdly handsome…”

  Then Lioren shot a little Ymraan-style attitude and added:— “We’ll talk about the fight later… But first tell me — everyone’s been talking about you guys since yesterday. And today you’re standing right in front of me. You’re seriously not scared even a little?”

  As soon as he finished, a cold, heavy vibe washed over the whole place. Everyone was literally waiting for Saamyn’s reply.

  Saamyn paused for a second, smiled lightly, and said softly:— “Forgive me… but I’m fearless. I’ve never felt fear in my entire life.”

  Hearing that, Lioren grabbed Saamyn by the collar. In a deep, heavy voice he growled:— “I’ll make you feel fear.”

  The moment those words hit, Saamyn’s smile vanished. His face turned completely blank — zero emotion, zero hesitation.

  Without wasting even a second, Saamyn wrapped one hand around Lioren’s throat.

  The grip was so strong that Lioren immediately let go of Saamyn’s collar and started struggling to breathe.

  Saamyn slowly lifted him off the ground and said in a deep, deadly voice:— “Sorry… I am fearless.”

  Everyone froze at the sight. Some students were literally shaking in fear. Even Rayn and Haarun were shocked — they never imagined Saamyn like this.

  In that moment, Saamyn’s entire presence changed — The air felt colder, a quiet wave of fear spread across the whole classroom.

  Tharym (Boy-A) went completely silent in terror. Seeing their leader like that, his face went pale, and sweat trickled down despite the AC running. In a trembling voice he said— “L-l… let him go…”

  Saamyn slowly turned his head and said in a cold voice:— “Keep your mouth shut.”

  The moment Tharym (Boy-A) looked into his eyes, he flinched. There was no calmness left in Saamyn’s gaze — only a strange, terrifying darkness quietly rising within them.

  Without a sound, Saamyn dragged Lioren toward the open window. Everyone assumed the same thing — he was really going to throw him out.

  And that’s exactly what happened. Saamyn shoved Lioren straight out the window. The entire class gasped at once.

  In the very next moment, Saamyn grabbed Lioren’s leg with one hand and held him hanging mid-air.

  Ymraan immediately walked out of the classroom. Nobody understood anything — Everyone was frozen in shock and fear.

  Lioren’s throat had gone dry; even if he wanted to scream, he couldn’t anymore. On his face it was clear — he had just seen his death up close.

  Right then, the teacher entered the classroom. For a few seconds, even he was stunned by the sight. Then in a trembling voice he said:— “Let him go!”

  Saamyn slowly looked into the teacher’s eyes and answered in a deep, mysterious tone:— “What? You want me to let him go? … Alright.”

  Even the teacher felt his soul shiver at Saamyn’s cold gaze. And the moment he finished speaking, Saamyn released Lioren — letting him drop from mid-air.

  The teacher’s breath caught. A few students screamed. The classroom turned ice-cold in an instant. Then Saamyn spoke in a calm, deep voice:— “Don’t worry, sir… he’s alive.”

  Outside, Lioren had suddenly stopped falling — He was floating a little above the ground.

  Because Ymraan, from the first-floor window, had grabbed his leg with one hand.

  After a moment, Ymraan dragged him back across the corridor and brought him into the classroom.

  Lioren looked completely drained — his face pale, his voice trembling. He stuttered:— “W-who are you…?”

  Saamyn turned toward him. A terrifying calmness in his eyes — The light behind him made him look even more mysterious. In a deep voice, Saamyn answered:— “I… am… a Mystery.”