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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

It started with a whisper — as always.

Camille was leaning against the whiteboard while the teacher stepped out, surrounded by a few classmates.

"I mean, if I cried on the rooftop and got attention from two guys, maybe I'd be popular too," she said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Lina didn't flinch. She didn't look.

Ciel turned his head. Rachel's smile disappeared. Even Renzo, seated at the back near the door — assigned that week to observe as part of the senior mentorship rotation — tapped his pen just once. A sound no one paid attention to.

Camille wasn't done. "But maybe it's a strategy. Be quiet. Look innocent. Let the boys come to you."

Not slammed her chair. Not shouted.

She just stood — slowly, deliberately — and turned to face her.

"If you think being quiet is a strategy, then you've never had to survive by being small."

Lina continued, voice calm but clear. "I didn't ask for the attention. I didn't ask to be talked about. But I'm not going to shrink just to make you feel taller."

Lina sat back down. Her heart was pounding — not from fear, but from something stronger. Something new.

Renzo's Mini POV

Didn't look at Camille. Didn't speak.

But when Lina spoke — when her voice carried across the room, steady and unshaken — something in his chest clicked.

She wasn't the same girl from two weeks ago.

And it made it harder for him to keep sitting still.

Chapter 11: The Day She Spoke Up