In a well-equipped, pristine white dance studio, a mirrored wall stretched across one side, softly reflecting the eleven figures within. Cassie stood, her face utterly cold and uncompromising as she was surrounded by ten people. Five boys and five girls.

"Bitch, let’s see how you’re going to survive this. Didn’t I tell you? You’re nothing but unfortunate.

Now, because of you, Jeremy’s life and career as a danseur is ruined." Clara, the girl in the lead with a rich spoiled brat temperament, said every word viciously, her eyes glinting with wicked glee to intimidate Cassie.

"It’s okay babe. She’s good as done, you don’t need to waste your breath on a wretch like her."

Suddenly the male dancer beside her wrapped her his arm around her waist, pulling her gently as he sneered at Cassie while hiding his own desire for her.

"Hmm." The girl Clara arrogantly puffed, folding her arms against her flat chest with nothing to show.

With a glance, it could be noted that everyone in the group looked older than Cassie, around 17-18. It was especially so for Julian and Clara, the two who had just spoken right now, they had just recently clocked 18 and were bullying a sixteen year old girl about to clock 17 soon.

Their shamelessness truly knew no bounds.

Controlling her emotions, Cassie fumed silently, clenching her fist with everything she had not to punch the shit out of the dairy princess face.

It had always been like this, naturally she should have gotten used to it. But the truth in this case was quite brutal.

She had long gotten used to it and long since ignored them. Practicing and putting everything she had into improving her skills.

All in all, her days had been quite good. Until recently when these vicious competitors had a creative idea, one that could ruin her advancement to the principal division.

Jeremy was a boy that had gotten into the Royal Ballet School by pure talent through a sponsored scholarship contest.

In order to match her rapidly improving performance, the teacher had paired her with Jeremy since he was very talented.

Under their combined skills they had advanced quickly from Junior Division→Pink Ballet to Elite Division →Burgundy Ballet. Now competing with seniors for the Principal Division→Black Ballet.

As a common cliche scenario, their talent and skills left the seniors sullen and jealous. In months since they advanced, the seniors came to realize they wouldn’t win the highest honour before graduating if she wasn’t stopped.

After ganging up on her repeatedly they managed to buy Jeremy off with a huge sum of money, leaving her without a male partner.

Currently, Cassie was overwhelmed with betrayal and rage, but even more so at Jeremy’s situation.

It wasn’t that she loved or had any sort of feelings for the latter, but the sense of trust they had being bought and the helplessness of her current situation marred her deeply.

Lashing out now would risk being expelled.

’Just a month more. All these would be over. Please endure.’

She screamed at her inner self, not daring to shed a single tear drop.

"Wow! Look at that, her fist is all clenched." One of the boys mocked, pointing at her clenched hand and the other nine quickly let out a low laugh.

"C’mon c’mon. Punch me. Punch me."

One of the boys leaned closer, tapping his cheeks to taunt her.

"C’mon punch him Cassie."

A girl sneered and pushed her shoulders slightly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

’Fuck it.’

Unable to bear it any longer, Cassie threw all caution to the wind and was about to ditch her years of effort when a chill cold voice interrupted.

" I swear if you say that again I promise you. I’ll punch him so hard that he’ll have to subscribe to an annual dentist plan and still not recover his teeth."

Cassie’s heart froze when she recognised the voice, the next instant her head sharply tilted towards the direction of the voice. Same with the group that was bullying her.

It was Miles.

Moments earlier.

As the girl, after introducing herself Penelope led him through the bright hallways. Miles marveled at the interior of what was supposed to be more than a decade old mansion.

In contrast to the grandiose layer of bricks and structure marking the Victorian era outside. The Royal Ballet School stood up to its name.

Passing through the hallway, most of the classes or dance studio in this case were visible through a glass wall, leaving Miles to silently wonder while being eager to see Cassie.

The girl Penelope didn’t say much, too shy to speak.

Understanding, Miles didn’t ruin the silence between them and kept following.

"We are here."

Penelope came to the certain door and stopped.

Miles furrowed his brow after noting that the walls around her weren’t replaced by a glass meaning it wasn’t a dance studio based on what he understood so far at least.

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Penelope shyly turned away and spoke.

" This is the studio for the Elite performance. I can’t go in."

"Oh."

Miles nodded in understanding and pushed the door open.

"Bitch, let’s see how you’re going to survive this..."

Miles was left so dumbfounded by what he saw that it took him seconds to comprehend. He listened till one of the girls issued a physical contact.

Without activating Cold Blooded Heart his voice dripped with killing intent as he walked forward. The boys instantly felt their hearts quake in fear.

And as for the girls? They were captivated like moths to a fire.

Miles’ appearance and domineering temperament had completely captured their hearts.

They stared in a daze as he approached.

" Cassie." Miles called out and what seemed like a spellbound instantly shattered.

Their eyes quickly shifted from Miles to see a stunned expression on Cassie’s face.

" Miles?"

Cassie called out doubtfully, thinking perhaps she was hallucinating till he arrived and stood close to her.

’This presence...’

’Cassie has a brother?’

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