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Layla kept her head bowed, walking behind Zayne as they made their way through the sea of students. People were staring at them in two completely contrasting ways. One with love, and the other with hate.

They looked at him with total adoration. Flashing him bright smiles and pleasant greetings. It was like he was a god in the form of a man, and they were blessed to be in his presence. They parted ways for him, giving him enough space to walk through without anyone bumping into him.

On the other hand, there was Layla who they glared at. Their bright gaze darkened when they moved from Zayne to her, and their lips twisted from dazzling smiles to disgusted sneers as they gossiped. It was worse than the orientation day, which didn’t surprise her. Then she was just a girl with cursed silver hair, but at that moment, she was a monster. It was quite funny since he, who was huge and had an intimidating aura, was loved, while she, who was as timid as a mouse, was hated. Ironic.

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