The next morning.

  Rayn got ready for school, and while adjusting his clothes he thought to himself:— “Yesterday was my first mission. And… I went a little too far for the first mission.”

  Standing at his door, he paused again:— “My performance score was 68 out of 100… The remaining 32 got cut because I used too much force and caused excessive bloodshed. I need to tone it down next time.”

  When he opened the door, he saw — just like yesterday — Yuqeen was standing there waiting for him.

  With a sweet smile, Yuqeen said softly:— “Good morning, Rayn…”

  Rayn smiled internally:— “Once again, my day starts with a cute face and an adorable smile…”

  Then he replied with a gentle smile:— “Good morning, Yuqeen…”

  A little while later, as the two of them were crossing the bridge on their way to school,

  a voice suddenly called from behind:— “Yuqeen! Wait for me!”

  They both stopped and turned to see Mayya running toward them.

  She reached them, panting, and said:— “Good morning, Yuqeen… good morning, Taqeesh…”

  Rayn and Yuqeen answered together:— “Good morning.”

  After that, all three continued walking toward school.

  While walking, Mayya spoke up directly:— “Did you guys see the news this morning? Last night a building outside the city caught fire. No one survived… 113 people died. But no one can figure out how the fire even started.”

  Hearing that, a faint mysterious smile appeared on Rayn’s face — but the funny thing was, none of the people around noticed it.

  Right then, a long luxury car pulled up beside them. As the window slid down, Haarun leaned out and said in a chill tone:— “Need a ride?”

  A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the school gate. Yuqeen and Mayya got out first and headed toward the entrance.

  As soon as Rayn and Haarun stepped out too, Haarun gave a light bad-boy smirk and said in a cold tone:— “So, I heard you wrapped up your mission last night pretty smoothly.”

  Rayn closed his eyes and smirked just as dangerously:— “It was my first mission… I expected something heavy. But not gonna lie — it was way too easy.”

  Then he opened his eyes again and spoke in a calm voice:— “And yeah, I also heard you completed your first mission two days ago.”

  Haarun replied in a relaxed tone:— “Yep… and you’re forgetting we’re A-Rank. Oh — and I already sent a request to Nur Dominion. I asked them to assign us together for the upcoming missions.”

  Meanwhile, a bunch of students were getting out of their cars and walking past them.

  But Rayn and Haarun kept talking like usual — fully aware that no one around them would be able to hear a single word they were saying.

  With a fake smile, Rayn said quietly:— “That’s all fine… but now we have to deal with the school kids.

  I doubt Yuqeen’s fanboys will let me live in peace. If I had permission to show my power, I’d teach them what fear actually feels like.”

  Hearing that, Haarun laughed and said in a playful tone:— “Bro, what did Yuqeen even see in you? You’re all quiet outside, but have like a million thoughts running inside your head.”

  Rayn shot back in a rude voice:— “Hey, dumb, shut that sewer-like mouth of yours. Every time you open it, only trash comes out.”

  Haarun pretended to zip his lips and said playfully:— “Alright bro, shutting up.”

  Three seconds later, he started laughing again. And Rayn just stood beside him with a dead-serious annoyed face.

  After a bit, Rayn and Haarun walked into the classroom and took their seats. And immediately — a bunch of boys from the class surrounded Rayn from all sides.

  One of the boys (Boy-A) looked at Rayn with an attitude and said:— “Hey Taqeesh, how are you doing?”

  Just from the way they talked, Rayn instantly knew they came to mess with him. He replied in a straight, cold tone:— “I was doing great till I saw your faces. Now I feel like puking.”

  Hearing that, Boy-A got pissed, but still tried to act arrogant in front of the others and said:— “Looks like Taqeesh isn’t in the mood to talk to us today.”

  Meanwhile, Yuqeen and Mayya were watching everything from outside the classroom. They could tell something was about to go down — so before anything happened, they headed off to call a teacher.

  At the same time, Haarun was quietly listening from the back seat. Not saying a word — just waiting for the perfect moment.

  Boy-A tried provoking Rayn again with his nasty tone:— “Fine, you don’t have to talk to us. Just tell me one thing — how are your nights going, and what’s under Yuqeen’s clothes?”

  Hearing that disgusting line, Rayn’s anger snapped. The pen in his hand cracked from the pressure. His eyes turned blood-red as he stood up from his seat.

  Haarun, from behind, also had rage burning in his eyes. A killer smirk slid across his face as he cracked his knuckles — ready to beat the hell out of them.

  Rayn spoke in a cold, deep voice filled with anger:— “I let you slide thinking you were just kids… but looks like I need to rearrange your faces and teach you a brand-new chapter.”

  Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind the boys — Sa’ut:— “I came here to meet Rayn… but now it looks like I’ll have to meet a few bastards too.”

  Boy-A laughed arrogantly and said:— “You three think you can take on all seven of us?”

  The other students in the class realized a fight was about to break out, so they slowly backed away from the scene.

  From behind, Haarun replied with the baddest grin and full attitude:— “Three won’t be needed. One of us alone can shake all seven of you. Start thinking about how you’re gonna run now.”

  Boy-A was just about to start the fight — when ma’am suddenly entered the classroom. Yuqeen and Mayya were the ones who brought her.

  Everyone froze. Ma’am, with a sharp angry voice, told everyone to return to their seats. The entire class went silent instantly. Sa’ut also returned to his own room.

  Before going back to his seat, Boy-A threw an attitude at Rayn:— “Someone’s face would’ve been ruined today.”

  Rayn shot the attitude right back:— “True… so next time, remove the mirror from your house before coming.”

  Ma’am, in a strict tone, announced to everyone:— “Remember this — you’re here to study. If anyone fights again in class or anywhere else, I’ll put a black star on their record.”

  After finishing, Ma’am stayed silent for a moment to calm herself.

  Then she took a long breath and said softly:— “So students… before we begin today’s lesson, I need to inform you that two new transfer students have joined your class.”

  One student joked:— “Another two transfer students…”

  Ma’am placed a hand on her chest and said with slight nervousness:— “Alright students, control your heartbeat.”

  Hearing this, everyone got confused — Why would Ma’am say something like that?

  Before anyone could ask, Ma’am slowly turned toward the door and said to the two students outside:— “You two may come in now.”

  Right then — The classroom door slowly opened. A soft ray of light slipped inside as two unfamiliar faces stepped in.

  The first one was Saamyn — His presence felt like a silent storm.

  His eyes glowed a deep blue, as if countless stars were swirling inside them — anyone who looked felt like they might just get lost within.

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  His face carried a strange serenity — gentle, calm, mysterious — Even though he was a stranger, he radiated a sense of quiet familiarity. His long white-silver hair occasionally flashed with faint streaks of blue light.

  The second was Ymraan — the complete opposite of Saamyn.

  His eyes shimmered with golden light, like a trapped fragment of an untamed sun. His hair was golden too, with the tips glowing softly in a bluish gradient.

  His entire vibe was carefree — full confidence, a joyful, bold attitude — and yet that very looseness made him unbelievably attractive.

  He winked as he walked in, as if he could pull anyone into his world with no effort.

  The classroom froze. Some students literally forgot to breathe. The air turned cooler, sounds dimmed — as if the whole room fell into an unnatural calm for a moment.

  Many girls felt their heartbeats spike. Some bit their lips, some covered their mouths,

  some looked away only to secretly peek again. A few were blushing so hard it felt like the heat alone might warm up the entire class.

  Only one thought echoed in several minds:— “These guys aren’t students… they look like princes from some royal bloodline.”

  As the room settled a little, the whispering began — A girl, almost in a praying tone:— “I’ve never seen guys this handsome in my whole life…”

  Another one, way too excited:— “That blue-eyed one… oh my god… he looks like a prince. I swear I’m drowning in his eyes.”

  Someone else, lost in her own world, whispered:— “That golden-eyes guy… one smile and my whole chest just shook—”

  Even the boys who were annoying Rayn earlier glanced at each other in total shock.

  Ma’am wrote the names on the smartboard:— Saamyn Siddarik and Ymraan Sarqaan

  Seeing these two unfamiliar students, Rayn frowned and thought to himself:— “Who are they…? Saamyn Siddarik… and Ymraan Sarqaan… Why do they feel so overwhelmingly different?”

  Some girls felt their hearts sink when they heard the names. There was no Aev in either of them. Which meant — they weren’t Royals.

  Yet from the moment the two walked in, an odd tension mixed with a strange warmth spread through the entire classroom.

  Ma’am — who had been momentarily speechless — finally gathered herself and softly said to them:— “Both of you, go to the back and pick any seat you like.”

  Saamyn replied in a calm, gentle voice:— “Sure, Ma’am. We hope we won’t disappoint you as students.”

  The moment he spoke, Ma’am’s eyes lit up for a split second — because she had never heard such a quiet, soothing voice before.

  Her expression made it clear that even she wasn’t immune to their strange charm. A faint glow of a smile touched her lips before she quickly looked away.

  The boys in the class were silently dying inside — uncomfortable, annoyed, and straight-up jealous. But the girls? Their eyes were glued.

  Some couldn’t look away from Saamyn’s serene, deep, mysterious gaze. Others were frozen by the confident spark in Ymraan’s golden eyes — their heartbeat thudding harder on its own.

  Haarun squinted suspiciously, thinking:— “Their aura is insane… Saamyn Siddarik is pure calm, and Ymraan Sarqaan is all attitude… their presence is dangerously charming.”

  Saamyn walked toward the back with a soft smile — not a single sound in his steps.

  Right behind him, Ymraan tugged his collar and smirked with a casual attitude:— “Same atmosphere here too… Just hope no one breaks their neck turning around to stare at us.”

  As the two passed by, one girl trembled, quickly pulling her notebook up to hide her face — but her bright red ears gave everything away.

  No one could take their eyes off the two — some stared openly, and others kept sneaking glances whenever they thought no one was watching.

  Saamyn’s calm presence felt like a gentle breeze — soft, soothing, peaceful… While Ymraan’s attitude-packed aura was like lightning — bold, striking, wild.

  Language class eventually started, but most students were paying more attention to Saamyn and Ymraan than to their books.

  After a while, language class ended and Math class began. The sir walked in, stopped in surprise when he saw the two new faces, and asked them to stand.

  Once they stood up, he spoke softly:— “You two must be the new students… If you don’t have the textbook yet, you can borrow from the student next to you.”

  Saying that, he turned to the screen board and began writing equations. Deep inside he thought:— “Never imagined students like them would end up in this class.”

  Saamyn and Ymraan quietly sat down. A muted wave of excitement rippled through the room — calm, but unmistakably intense.

  Right then, the girl sitting beside Saamyn — the one who usually barely talked to anyone — gathered all her courage and, without lifting her eyes, nervously whispered:— “H-Hi… Siddarik… If you want, you can use my math book to take notes…”

  Saamyn slowly turned toward her. The light from the window behind him cast a soft shadow across his face, but his glowing-blue eyes still shimmered through it.

  He replied in a calm, gentle tone:— “Thank you… but I don’t need a book. I already know all of this.”

  The girl froze for a second when she saw his eyes. His voice felt like finding water in the middle of a desert. She said nothing else, just sat there quietly, unable to process her heartbeat.

  Saamyn stayed silent, eyes fixed on the screen board. Meanwhile, Ymraan — completely ignoring the lesson — was staring out the window, lost in his own world.

  Right after Math class ended and the teacher walked out, the whole classroom suddenly collapsed onto them.

  Eight to ten girls at once — some shy, some curious, some way too excited — swarmed around Saamyn and Ymraan from every direction.

  Everyone had the same sparkle in their eyes, a soft blush on their cheeks, and their voices overlapped as they spoke:—

  “How are you guys this handsome?”

  “Are you a model or an actor?”

  “Where did you two come from?”

  “Do you have girlfriends?”

  “Is your hair natural… or is it dyed?”

  A few girls stepped even closer, a little bolder than the rest. One girl, her voice trembling, said:— “Si… Siddarik… sometimes I see the night sky in your eyes. Is that my hallucination?”

  Saamyn stayed calm and gentle the whole time — not a trace of arrogance. His peaceful vibe and soft smile gave everyone this warm, safe feeling.

  One excited girl turned to Ymraan and asked: “Are you single?”

  Ymraan replied in the chillest tone ever:— “Yeah… I was basically born single.”

  Hearing that, a few girls got even more excited. Then another girl, nervous but curious, asked — “You’re this handsome, so how are you still single?”

  Ymraan smirked a little and answered with a pure attitude:— “All these baby-doll, magic-charm, drama-lama, cilantro–mint vibes… yeah nah, not for me.”

  Hearing Ymraan’s attitude-filled answer, a bunch of girls were instantly impressed — basically flattened on the spot. Meanwhile, the other students in class were burning with jealousy just watching all this happen.

  Right then, one girl suddenly gathered her courage and stepped forward. Her eyes were shy, her whole face bright red. Without thinking twice, she suddenly grabbed Ymraan’s hand.

  From Ymraan’s expression, it was clear — he did not like being touched at all. In a cold, sharp voice he said:— “Let go of my hand… I said, let go.”

  Each word sounded like a blade slicing through the air. The girl got scared and quickly pulled her hand back. A chilling, heavy tension spread across the entire classroom.

  Rayn, Yuqeen, Haarun, and Mayya were watching from afar, confused about what was happening. Even they were shocked by Ymraan’s sudden anger.

  Right then, Saamyn gently called out:— “Ymraan…”

  His voice was soft like a breeze. The moment Ymraan heard it, he suddenly calmed down. He let out a long breath, then forced a chill little smile as he looked at the girl.

  Saamyn spoke to her in a warm, soothing tone:— “I’ll apologize on Ymraan’s behalf. He doesn’t like being touched without permission.”

  Hearing Saamyn’s gentle words, the tension in the room finally loosened. But on the other side, the boys in class started whispering among themselves.

  Boy A muttered angrily to his friends:— “Girls run to them just because of their faces. They’re only Nobles… and still this much hype? First Taqeesh, and now these two!”

  Right after he said that, a low wave of murmurs spread across the class. And just then, the History sir walked in. Everyone instantly went quiet and serious again.

  After class started, Rayn glanced back and saw Saamyn. Saamyn immediately looked right at him and gave a small, mysterious smile.

  Rayn was startled but pretended he hadn’t seen anything. He turned back to the front and thought to himself:— “Who is this guy…? He sensed me looking at him?”

  Lunch break.

  Several girls approached Saamyn and Ymraan, asking them to join for lunch.

  Ymraan didn’t pay attention to a single one of them — he just kept staring out the window, while Saamyn politely refused everyone.

  The moment Saamyn politely turned them down, many students walked away looking disappointed.

  Right then, the boys who used to bully Rayn suddenly stood up.

  Boy A curled his lips into a mocking smile and said in an evil tone:— “Hey Taqeesh, you got lucky today. Tomorrow we’ll see how you escape.”

  Haarun instantly got furious and replied confidently:— “Fine… bring your dad tomorrow too. I’ll deal with him as well.”

  The atmosphere heated up again. Boy A was about to start a fight, but Boy B grabbed him from behind and stopped him.

  Then both of them walked out of the classroom without saying a word, faces stiff with anger.

  Rayn and Haarun were still boiling inside, so Yuqeen said calmly:— “If you fight them, it’ll only get worse. Just avoid them.”

  Rayn and Haarun stayed silent. Even though their anger was still burning, they understood fighting wouldn’t end well.

  At that exact moment, Saamyn stood up, walked over to Rayn, and in a gentle voice said:— “Hi, Rayn Taqeesh.”

  Everyone was stunned — the boy who had been catching everyone’s attention since the start of class had just called Rayn by his name.

  With a sweet, polite smile, Saamyn said:— “We transferred here today, as you already know. I’d like you all to tell us everything about this school.”

  A slight suspicion rose in Rayn’s mind. He frowned and asked directly:— “Why us? There were plenty of others in the class.”

  Keeping his gentle smile, Saamyn replied:— “Because while those boys were boiling with jealousy, you all were sitting calmly and minding your own business. And that’s why the top girl of Taqeesh Class chose you.”

  Silence hit the room instantly — as if Saamyn had just exposed a hidden truth in a single sentence.

  In shock, Mayya asked:— “D-Do you already know Rayn and Yuqeen from before?”

  Calmly, Saamyn replied:— “No… Mayya Shizqar, I’m meeting all of you for the first time today.”

  Hearing her full name from his mouth made Mayya’s heartbeat suddenly drop. Rayn, still confused and suspicious, asked again:— “Then how do you know our names?”

  Just then, Ymraan stepped forward from behind and answered with full attitude:— “Before entering this class, we checked everyone’s names, rolls, sections, and photos. And Saamyn’s eyes can read a person’s character at first glance.”

  Hearing Ymraan’s words, everyone seemed to relax a little. Then Ymraan smirked and said in a slightly irritated tone:— “A little while ago, those boys were talking about some fight.”

  Rayn stayed quiet for a few seconds, then spoke calmly:— “Yeah… you guessed right. I don’t wanna explain the reason. Just think they were saying nasty things about our personal lives.”

  The classroom was empty except for the six of them. So every word they exchanged felt like a hidden storm inside quiet air.

  Ymraan curved his lips into a smirk and said:— “Alright. I was just saying — if I were in your place, I’d fight them tomorrow.”

  Eyes widening, Haarun asked bluntly:— “Why would you fight? And anyway, we don’t want to involve you guys in this!”

  Ymraan looked straight at him and replied confidently:— “I’m not asking for your permission. I’m informing you — tomorrow, Saamyn and I will fight them.”

  As soon as Ymraan finished speaking, Saamyn gave a soft smile and said gently:— “Then… will you show us around the school now? And about what Ymraan said — tomorrow we’ll handle those boys.”

  Rayn thought to himself:— “These two aren’t normal boys. Are they Bloodfangs like me and Haarun? If they really are Bloodfangs… then I need to know their Rank…”

  Rayn stared at them for a moment, then nodded slightly and replied in a calm voice:— “Alright.”

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