Hailey stood frozen for a moment, panic flashing in her eyes. She looked back at Ethan, who was leaning back in his chair, a subtle, satisfied smirk playing on his lips, clearly enjoying her predicament. The Professor, oblivious to the high-stakes drama, insisted: "Miss Miller, we are waiting. Please come to the board and apply the second fundamental theorem of calculus to the given function."
Ethan finally recalled the idiot's name: Ryan Mitchell. Always wearing expensive clothes, always hovering around Hailey. Knocking him out the day before had been amusing, but now Ethan saw the opportunity to squeeze more Lux Points out of him using the Chaos Missions.
As Hailey began her careful, slow walk toward the front, Ryan Mitchell, the broken boy from the few rows ahead, watched her. He felt a deep, creeping sense of dread. He turned his head slightly to look at Ethan, who smiled mercilessly.
