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I looked around the room, my gaze sweeping over every face seated at the table. If looks could kill, no one would be breathing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My jaw was clenched so tightly it ached. I could feel the thin line between control and destruction stretched to its limit. If I didn\u2019t still have reasons, I would have burned the entire room to the ground without hesitation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Normally, I didn\u2019t involve myself in things like this. I despised petty scandals, academic politics, rumors passed around by bored minds with too much time and too little intelligence. People talked until they got bored and moved on to something else. None of it had ever mattered to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was before it involved her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I arrived on campus today, the whispers were everywhere. Students huddled in corners, phones clutched in their hands as they gossiped. At first, I ignored it like I always did, until I heard her name dragged through the mud by people like them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I went straight to the campus news site and saw the articles, the photos, the lies By the time I finished reading, my hands were shaking with barely restrained fury. And when I heard there was a closed-door meeting deciding her future, something in me finally snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now, seeing them seated here, calmly discussing her life as if it were a case study, or a stain to be scrubbed away, my eyes burned. Who did these fools think they were? What right did they have? Who had given them the authority to speak about her that way?\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were going to pay for this. Every last one of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room fell silent the moment they noticed me. Even the dean looked up in surprise, his brows knitting together as if he couldn\u2019t quite believe I was standing there. After all, I didn\u2019t attend meetings or interfere until now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A female professor blinked rapidly, clearly thrown off. \u201cP-Professor Roman?\u201d she stammered. \u201cW-what are you doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEnd this meeting,\u201d I said calmly. \u201cAnd never attempt something like this again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My voice was low and commanding. It wasn\u2019t a request. The authority in my tone made several people straighten instinctively, as if their bodies had decided to obey before their minds could catch up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of\u00a0<\/p>\n
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snapped out of it. He stood abruptly, irritation etched across his face, and pointed a finger at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cProfessor Roman, what is the meaning of this?\u201d he snapped. \u201cWho do you think you are, barging in here and telling us what to do? We\u2019re in the middle of an important meeting, you can\u2019t just walk in and say whatever you want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned my gaze to him slowly. The room seemed to grow colder. \u201cWho allowed you to speak?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The effect was immediate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He flinched, taking a step back without even realizing it, his confidence crumbling in an instant. It wasn\u2019t logic that made him retreat, it was instinct. The kind prey feels when it realizes it\u2019s standing too close to a predator.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHuh? Did you see that?\u201d someone murmured. \u201cHe actually stepped back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, right? He\u2019s always so aggressive with everyone. I\u2019ve never seen him hesitate like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone knows he\u2019s the most problematic professor here,\u201d another voice said quietly. \u201cBut even he\u2019s scared of Professor\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roman.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cWho wouldn\u2019t be? There\u2019s something about him. He\u2019s a professor like the rest of us, but he\u2019s different. Even the dean treats him with respect,\u201d a woman added under her breath. \u201cDo you think it\u2019s because of his connections?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWho knows, for all we know, he could be from a very powerful family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The professor\u2019s face flushed red as he listened to their words, his jaw tightening so hard I could see the muscle ticking beneath his skin. Anger radiated off him as he turned and snapped, \u201cAll this time, I\u2019ve been trying to stay silent because the dean told\u00a0<\/p>\n
you.\u201d His eyes burned as they locked onto mine. \u201cBut even if you have connections to the dean, table and disrespectful.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
your behavior is\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room went still. A few professors exchanged uneasy looks, but no one interrupted him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo matter who you are,\u201d he continued, stepping closer, trying to intimidate me, \u201cyou don\u2019t get to think you\u2019re better than everyone here\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just because you\u2019ve got the looks and the connections doesn\u2019t mean you get to walk in here and act like you\u00a0<\/p>\n
own this school.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re still just a professor. You don\u2019t tell us what to do. Is that clear?!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another professor, visibly nervous, nodded quickly. \u201cR-right. You\u2019re just a professor. Even if you\u2019re popular, even if the dean favors you, you shouldn\u2019t walk in here like the place belongs to\u00a0<\/p>\n
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The first professor noticed the support and smirked, satisfaction curling his lips. \u201cSee that?\u201d he said smugly. \u201cIt\u2019s not just me. Everyone has a problem with your arrogant behavior. You should know your place, Roman. You\u2019re just a professor, get that through that thick head of yours.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His expression twisted, something ugly flickering in his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd besides,\u201d he added, raising an eyebrow mockingly, \u201cwhy the hell are you taking that girl\u2019s side? She\u2019s just a stupid scholarship student.\u201d He paused deliberately, enjoying the attention. \u201cOr don\u2019t tell me, you\u2019re one of the older men she\u2019s sleeping with, aren\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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