JAY-JAY (POV)
Two days later.
me and percy and jare made up
i went downstairs saw percy and jare eating
jare:oh hi monkey
me: hi asshole
percy: guys i look so pogi today (handsome
me: your delousin percy
jare sonarted
then we arrive i got off the car and waved bye to percy
I walked into the classroom like I owned it.
Not a single emotion on my face.
Not a single glance at anyone.
Silence fell instantly.
Good.
I walked straight to my seat, sat down, and opened my bag like they didn't exist.
"Jay…"
Ci-N.
Ignored.
"Jay, please… just listen—"
Ignored.
Footsteps rushed toward me.
"I'm sorry, we all are—"
I stood up slowly.
The room froze.
Then I turned.
My eyes met theirs—
Cold. Empty. Done.
"You're sorry?" I repeated.
No one spoke.
Of course.
"You all knew," I said, voice calm but deadly. "Every single one of you knew… and you watched."
Their heads dropped.
Pathetic.
I let out a quiet scoff.
"And now you think saying 'sorry' fixes it?"
Silence.
I stepped closer.
"You're not sorry," I said flatly. "You're just guilty."
That hit harder.
I looked at each of them—one by one—making sure they felt it.
"You don't get forgiveness," I continued. "You don't get closure."
My voice dropped even lower.
"And you definitely don't get me."
No one dared to move.
I grabbed my bag.
"From now on," I said, turning away, "you're nothing."
And this time—
I didn't just ignore them.
I erased them.
I was about to walk out—
"Jay."
Yuri.
I stopped.
Slowly… I turned.
He was already walking toward me, jaw tight, eyes dark.
"We need to talk "
I stared at him for a second.
Then—
"No."
Simple. Cold. Final.
His expression hardened. "You don't get to deiced ."
I tilted my head slightly. "Watch me."
A few students shifted nervously. No one spoke.
Yuri stepped closer. "You think you can just walk away after everything?"
I let out a quiet breath.
"After everything?" I repeated.
Then I took a step toward him.
The room went completely silent.
"You mean after you tried to control me?" I said calmly.
He clenched his fists. "I was protecting you—"
"Don't," I cut him off sharply.
My voice dropped.
"Don't lie to yourself."
That hit.
But he didn't stop.
"You're still mine," he said, his tone low, almost warning.
Something inside me snapped.
Before anyone could react—
I slapped him hard.
The sound echoed across the classroom.
Loud. Sharp. Final.
Everyone froze.
Yuri's head turned slightly from the impact, his expression stunned.
I didn't move.
I didn't regret it.
I stepped closer, my voice low enough for him—but loud enough for everyone to hear.
"I'm not yours."
Silence.
"Not now."
A pause.
"Not ever."
His jaw tightened, but he didn't speak.
Good.
I pulled back, picking up my bag.
"And if you ever say that again…" I added calmly,
"I won't stop at a slap."
No one dared to breathe.
I turned—
And walked out.
Like nothing could touch me anymore.
YURI (POV)
The sound of the slap echoed in the room.
But something felt… wrong.
Not just the slap.
Her.
The way she looked at me—
Cold.
Unbothered.
Like I was nothing.
Not someone she feared.
Not someone she cared about.
Just… nothing.
My jaw tightened.
Who… is she?
Because that wasn't normal.
That wasn't just anger.
That was control.
Power.
And for the first time—
I felt like I had just crossed a line I didn't understand.
JAY-JAY (POV)
I walked out of the classroom without stopping.
Without looking back.
They thought this was about feelings.
About betrayal.
About heartbreak.
Pathetic.
They had no idea who they were dealing with
My expression didn't change.
Two days off…
And they already forgot.
I stopped for a second, my eyes darkening slightly.
"They really don't know," I muttered quietly.
A faint smirk touched my lips.
"Good."
I went home. The house was quiet. Jare and Percy? Gone. Probably off doing… whatever. Didn't matter.
I locked my room and sat on my bed, phone in hand. My old GC popped up: RIDE OR DIE.
Dave: Jay, are you okay?Mia: Jay, we heard what happened.Keeper: Yeah Jay, you okay?
I stared at the messages. My fingers hovered.
Me: WHAT? WHO TOLD YOU?
Keeper: Percy… said we could meet now.
I stared at the screen, jaw tight. My blood pressure rose—not from anger, but… irritation. Percy. Always rushing ahead, thinking he can control everything.
Me: No. Not now.
I closed my phone with a sharp snap. No apologies. No excuses. No delays. The world could wait.