S a n i t y - {+18}

✧ 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗌 ✧

-‘๑’-

❁  ᴀ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ɴ ᴀ  ❁

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         "GOOD morning, class. Today I have a new project for you guys." Professor Elliot announced. Numerous groans erupted in the class.

"I know I know. Now hushed. Good thing is that you have got a partner with you but of course I have got to choose that." The class groaned at that more loudly. The professor smiled at his savage act and started the lecture.

Athena bit her lip. A tiny bit anxiety arose in her chest thinking about her partner. She wasn't really happy with her previous experiences.

She was not used to work in the company. It scared her and made her question her abilities. Due to lack of social interactions, she was a shy and quiet person. So she prayed that her partner would be nice not some over talkative.

The lecture ended soon and she was out of the class. She adjusted her books in her arms and headed to her locker. But her steps slowed down at the sight of Xavier leaning against her locker.

She gulped a lump forming in her throat. Her bruises on her wrists seemed to sting more. She decided to turn back but it was too late. He had already seen her quivering form. She averted her eyes to her shoes and trudged forward lazily.

"Athena, beautiful. There you are." He said with a disgusting grin on his face. She frowned and inhaled sharply. She tried not to show her fear as she opened her locker boldly and paid no attention to him.

"Oh, are you ignoring me-"

"Xavier, I-I don't want to talk to you. Not when you-you tried to m-manhandle me. Look!" She showed him her bruised wrist. Her eyes turned glassy at the memory as an unpleasant shiver ran down her spine.

She shut her locker with the intentional thud to show him her confidence dispite her quivering hands and legs. Few students turned their heads towards them before they busied again.

She was about to slide past him but her same bruised wrist was clasped by him as he pulled her back roughly. A whimper fell from her lips when the intense pain shoot up to her arm.

"Ow, y-you are-"

"Shut up, I see you've got a mouth. Huh? I'll show you what-" Someone grabbed Xavier's shoulder so tight as he felt that it would dislocate very soon.

"Ahh, what the f*ck!" He cried out rubbing his shoulder and jumping up and down. Athena fell on her butt during the process. A hand came in her line of vision. She turned her glassy eyes towards the person.

Despite her blurry vision, she knew who he was. She clasped his hand without any delay. He pulled her small form up gently.

"Professor Alexander wants to meet you." His deep voice echoed in the hallway. He turned towards the whimpering man on the floor.

"Pardon, mate. I didn't see." He said to Xavier and an evil glint shone in his eyes. His lips itched to smirk. He grabbed him from the same shoulder as tightly as ever making Xavier's voice stuck in his throat.

His face became red due to suppressing an ear piercing scream of pain. Of course he didn't want to be shown as weak crybaby. His red glassy eyes bore into Saint's stoic face. He nodded and with much difficulty removed his shoulder from Saint's iron grip.