Aaron's brows twitched as he shot Professor Elias a flat look.
"What do you mean, professor?" His tone was clipped, but there was no mistaking the displeasure tightening his jaw.
The older man's lips curved into a warm smile, as if he hadn't just interrupted a fight that had the entire student body on edge. "Well, your battle with Michael has made quite a stir. Many people have gathered here to see it play out. Even I came to watch." His eyes glinted with a hint of amusement. "It would be such a shame if it ended too quickly, don't you think?"
Aaron tilted his head slightly, as if genuinely considering the words, though his eyes were cold. "And why should I care?" he asked. He wasn't here to entertain an audience—he was here to see how far the man who had been engineering his troubles since day one could go when things got serious.
