The school arena was packed to the brim—louder, rowdier, and more chaotic than ever before. No surprise, really. It was the finals, and the energy was explosive. Fans of Lorraine Alvado were clashing with Asher Reynolds' supporters—mostly loud, hyped-up guys who treated the whole thing like a music concert rather than a duel.
But even in the middle of all that excitement, a different buzz rippled through the stands. Whispers. Gossip. Everyone was still talking about the bizarre incident during Asher's previous match with Adrian—the way women had suddenly rushed the stage to cheer Asher on, only to look dazed minutes later, confused about why they were there in the first place.
Questions hung heavy in the air. But did anyone have the guts to actually ask Asher about it? Not a chance.
