Part-119

  The following day, it was the turn of Khalid, a quiet boy from James' css. He had fallen victim to a tech scam, paying for a supposedly high-end gaming ptop, only to receive a broken, outdated model.

  The cases tio pile up, eaore distressing tha. There was Mia, who had lost a signifit amount of money on a fake iment scheme, ahan, who had purchased a terfeit designer watch.

  The on thread linking these victims was the online marketpce they had used. It ur ptform, known for its low prices and wide range of products. Yet, it was being increasingly clear that the ptform was being exploited by scammers.

  James felt a growing sense of anger and frustration. These victims, like Sourov, were i people who had simply trusted the wrong people.

  The situation iraling out of trol.

  The buzzed with anticipation as the teacher entered, a udent trailing in her wake. The girl, a vision of youthful beauty with long, flowing hair and pierg blue eyes, instantly captured everyone's attention.

  James, however, felt a jolt of surprise. He reized the girl immediately. It was Toya, the same girl who had witnessed his frontation with the bullies at the market. Her fiery defense of her grandmother, coupled with her subsequent judgment of his as, had left a sting impression.

  The teacher, oblivious to the silent exge between James and Toya, introduced the udent to the css. "This is Toya Rahman," she announced. "Her father has been transferred to this area, so she'll be joining our css."

  A collective gasp rippled through the . A police officer's daughter? It was like having a celebrity join their ranks. But for James, the revetion held a different significe. His father was also a police officer. The e was undeniable.

  Toya, oblivious to the otion she had caused, returned James' gaze with a cold indifferehe memory of their previous enter, her accusation of him being a bully, was still fresh in her mind. She had e to this new school with a guarded heart, and James, with his ued appearance, had reignited her distrust.

  James outwardly maintained his posure, but inwardly, a storm of emotied. Toya's cold gre had pierced through his carefully structed facade, exposing his vulnerability. He was not aced to being judged, especially by someone he had tried to help.

  The memory of the market i, the frontation with the bullies, and the subsequent rescue of the old woman fshed before his eyes. He had acted out of a sense of justice, a desire to protect the i. Yet, Toya's judgment had cast a shadow over his as, questioning his motives and undermining his self-worth.

  It was a bitter pill to swallow. He had spent tless hours training, honing his skills, and building his character. To be reduced to a mere 'thug' by a girl he had tried to help was a harsh reality check.

  A wave of defiance washed over him. He wouldn't let Toya's judgment define him. He would prove her wrong, not through words but through as. He would excel in his studies, master his martial arts, and bee a role model for others.

  As for Toya, he decided to maintain a distance. He would focus on his own path, ign her cold gres aing his as speak louder than words.