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Niylah’s POV

I just shut my locker, and suddenly, a cold jolt ran over me. Out of nowhere, I was drenched with a splash of icy water, the shock stealing the breath from my lungs as I gasped. I looked around, dazed, and saw Hilda and Ivory standing nearby, smirking in satisfaction.

“Guess you needed a little refreshment, didn’t you? Hilda taunted, her eyes glinting with malice.

“Why are you doing this? I asked, my voice breaking slightly from both the chill of the water and the sting of their words.

Ivory’s laugh was sharp and mocking. “Oh, please, Niylah. Don’t act so innocent. It's time you knew your place, "I can hear them say as, before I know it, they push me roughly into a small storage room and slam the door shut behind me.

I dashed to the door and hammered it as hard as I could. “Let me out! I shouted, my voice echoing against the walls. However, I could almost hear the laughter as they turned away, disobeying my cries.

I did a faceplant next to the door and shivered as the col