New Plan

Jason moved through the school hallways with the same quiet confidence he had carried all week. The whispers hadn't stopped—if anything, they had only intensified. And Jason? He welcomed them.

As he turned a corner, he saw Callum standing near the lockers, waiting for him. His younger brother's expression was unreadable, but Jason could feel the tension before a single word was spoken.

"Jason."

Jason didn't break his stride.

Callum stepped forward, blocking his path slightly. "We need to talk."

Jason barely spared him a glance. "No, we don't." His voice was flat, detached—final.

Callum exhaled sharply. "I don't know what's going on with you, but you can't just—"

Jason sidestepped him without another word, leaving Callum standing there, frustrated and bewildered.

He didn't care.

As he continued down the hallway, he spotted Lily near her locker. Unlike Callum, she wasn't just waiting—she was ready.

"You did it," she snapped the moment he was close enough to hear. Her eyes burned with accusation. "You posted that video. You humiliated Cole."

Jason simply raised an eyebrow. "Do you have proof?"

Lily's jaw tightened. "Everyone knows it was you."

He smirked slightly, tilting his head. "Knowing isn't proof. You should know that."

Lily's frustration boiled over. "You're pathetic, Jason." Her voice was sharp, laced with anger. "You think this makes you powerful? You think ruining people will fix whatever's broken in you?"

Jason's expression didn't shift. He didn't flinch. He didn't react.

Lily scoffed, shaking her head before turning on her heel and walking away.

Jason watched her go, completely unfazed.

[Ding! Choice initiated. Please choose carefully.]

Option 1: Hang lily Rivers by her ankle in front of her house naked and be videod by bystanders.

[$10,000000 & Ferrari SF90 Stradale.]

Option 2: Spread bad rumours of lily Rivers in school.

[$5000 & a rolex watch.]

Option 3: Ignore Lily and walk away.

[$1000 & football ]

Jason smirked in glee. "I am going to love this one. I just can't wait to break her."

"I choose Option 1!"

[Ding! Option 1 has been chosen!]

[Car keys are in your pocket and money has been transferred to your account. Host doesn't need to do the act as it will be done for him.]

"That's brilliant. I can just sit back and watch the show."

Jason barely had time to settle into the atmosphere of his own victory before another obstacle presented itself.

As he moved toward his next class, Cole stood waiting at the end of the hallway, his stance rigid, his eyes burning with rage. His gang flanked him, their expressions dark, feeding off his anger.

Jason smirked. He had been expecting this.

Cole stepped forward, voice sharp with barely contained fury. "You think this is funny?"

Jason tilted his head slightly, feigning innocence. "Think _what_ is funny?"

Cole's fists clenched, his composure cracking. "Don't play dumb! That video—you think you can humiliate me and just _walk away_?"

Jason chuckled, shaking his head. "Humiliate you? Oh, Cole…" His gaze sharpened, his smirk deepening. "You did that all by yourself."

The students nearby slowed, sensing the tension, whispering amongst themselves.

Cole took a threatening step forward. "You're dead, Jason."

Jason didn't move. He didn't flinch. He simply let the amusement flicker in his eyes. "You're _predictable,_ Cole. Always thinking fists solve everything. It's pathetic, really."

Cole lunged, but just as he did, a teacher rounded the corner.

"Cole!" The voice rang through the hall like a whip.

Jason exhaled slowly, savoring the moment.

"I'd love to see you try," he murmured, his voice just loud enough for Cole to hear, but soft enough to mock.

Cole gritted his teeth, his hands trembling with frustration, but with eyes watching, he had no choice but to step back.

Jason smirked, slipping past him without another glance. _Checkmate._

Cole sat at his desk, staring blankly ahead, his mind racing.

Jason.

The name used to mean nothing to him—just another loser, just another weakling who had been easy to step on. He had beaten him down, mocked him, tossed him aside like he was nothing.

But now? Now, Jason wasn't just standing. He was winning.

Cole clenched his fists. Something was wrong. This wasn't the same guy he had humiliated before. That Jason had been timid, easily broken, barely worth his attention. But this Jason—the one walking through school with a smirk, the one who had single-handedly ruined him—was a completely different person.

How?

Cole gritted his teeth. Someone didn't change like that overnight. Someone didn't just _become_ powerful.

And more than anything, Cole hated the feeling creeping into his chest—the doubt, the fear.

Whatever had happened to Jason, whatever had created the person he was now…

Cole had no idea how to stop him.

The final bell rang, releasing waves of students into the afternoon glow. Jason stepped out of the building with the same unwavering confidence that had kept the school on edge. But today, he wasn't just making an exit—he was making a statement.

The **Ferrari SF90 Stradale** sat in the parking lot like a beast waiting to be unleashed, its sleek curves and undeniable presence casting a long shadow over the stunned crowd. The hum of the engine was low, controlled—but everyone felt it.

Jason walked toward the car, effortlessly sliding into the driver's seat, adjusting the grip on the wheel as the engine roared to life.

The crowd froze.

Lily stared, disbelief flickering in her eyes, the same frustration from earlier twisting into something unfamiliar. She had thought she could decipher Jason, pull apart his motives—but this? This was beyond what she had imagined.

And then there was Cole.

Standing near the entrance, fists clenched, jaw tight, _helpless.He had watched his own downfall unfold, felt the weight of humiliation bury him—but this moment? Jason driving away in pure luxury, untouched, untouchable—it was the final blow.

Jason didn't acknowledge them. Didn't spare them a glance.

He pressed down on the accelerator, the Ferrari launching forward, cutting through the parking lot like a blade through silence.

And as the car disappeared down the road, the school was left with only one thought.

Jason wasn't just different.

He was unstoppable.