Game. Set. Annihilation.

Chapter 98- Game. Set. Annihilation.

Tyler's POV

The classroom was silent. Not the peaceful kind of silent, but the eerie, tension-filled kind—like the moment before a horror movie monster jumps out and ruins your life.

Everyone sat frozen, their collective breath held as Naomi tilted her head, an amused, almost pitying smile creeping onto her lips.

"Oh? You guys want drama so bad?" she cooed, her voice dripping with the kind of fake sweetness that could rot teeth. "Fine. Let's talk drama."

And just like that, Naomi turned to her first victim—the ringleader, the girl clutching the mic like it was a lifeline.

"Let's start with the queen of garbage journalism."

Naomi's eyes locked onto the girl like a predator spotting a wounded deer.