"Either that or… she's made of vibranium. 'Cause what just happened defies logic."
"You think she used chi to anchor herself to the chair?!" someone asked, both scared and impressed.
"Bro, even we can't do that yet. And she's Year ONE?!"
"Okay but seriously… who is she? What kind of monster freshman pulls that off?"
Nicholas didn't respond. He was still standing there, breathing heavily, eyes fixed on Nnenna like she was some unsolvable puzzle.
Meanwhile, she calmly flipped open her exam slip, checked the seat number again, and leaned back in her chair.
Unbothered. Untouched. Unmoving.
At that moment, it was hard to tell who the real senior was.
Stephanie was just as shocked as everyone else, but unlike them, she wasn't curious. She was furious.
Nicholas, her own twin brother, standing there like a fool. Struggling. Sweating. Flustered over a year one girl just because she was… pretty?
Her jaw clenched.
