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Lina wasn’t invisible — she had just learned how to blend in.

Sitting at the back of the class, doing favors no one thanked her for, walking home alone while others laughed in groups — that was her world. No drama. No friends. No expectations.

But all it took was one moment.
One act of courage.

When Lina stood up for a bullied freshman, someone captured it on video. She didn’t expect anything to come from it… but the internet had other plans.

Suddenly, everyone wanted to know who she was.
The once-ignored girl became the name on everyone’s lips.
Upperclassmen smiled at her. Her classmates saved her a seat.
Snacks appeared on her desk. The cold student council president? He started walking her to class.
Even those who used to mock her were now asking, “Are you free this weekend?”

Lina never asked to be admired. She never wanted to be someone worth noticing.

But when the world finally sees her…
Will she be ready to accept the love she’s always thought she didn’t deserve?

All Eyes on Lina

By the time lunch rolled around, word had already spread.

"Did you hear what Lina said in class?"

"She totally shut Camille down."

"She didn't even yell. She just stood there. Like a queen."

Lina didn't like the attention, but she didn't hide either. She sat by the window, quietly eating her lunch while the room buzzed with energy that wasn't hers.

That's when the classroom door opened.

He walked in like he belonged — which he did. Third-year. Student Council President. Tyron Rivas.

Tall. Composed. The type of person who made teachers straighten their backs when he passed. His uniform fit perfectly. His voice, when he spoke, was smooth but carried weight — like a command hidden behind a smile.

"Ms. Mirasol," he said, scanning the room like he already knew who she was.

"You're needed at the office for a student recognition form," he said. Then, more casually, "Come with me."

And just like that, she followed him into the hallway, hearts pounding — not just hers.

He didn't speak right away. Just walked beside her calmly.

"You handled that well," he said finally. "No shouting. No tears. Very rare."

Lina swallowed. "I didn't do it for show."

"I know," he replied, turning slightly to glance at her. "That's why it worked."

She looked at him. He was watching her — not like she was a curiosity, but like he was assessing something hidden.

"People will either try to raise you up or tear you down," he said. "Most of the time, it's both."

"From now on, if anything like that happens again—"

He stopped, then looked forward again.

And just like that, he opened the door for her and walked away.

Lina stared after him, unsure what just happened.

But she knew one thing: she wasn't invisible anymore.

Chapter 12: The President’s Gaze