Ryan entered the classroom and walked toward one of the back seats.
Although he carried himself with the same confidence and authority as always, as if nothing had happened, his mind was a mess.
All he could think about was the incident from last night.
And Sophia.
He sat down quietly, his eyes fixed on the door.
He was waiting for one specific person.
Time passed.
One by one, the students entered.
But Sophia never came.
Soon, the professor arrived, and the lecture began.
Ryan tried to focus, but it was impossible.
His thoughts kept drifting back to Sophia.
In the middle of the lecture, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the classroom.
The professor frowned in irritation but chose not to stop him.
Ryan headed straight to a bar.
He wanted to forget everything.
His phone kept buzzing nonstop, but he ignored every call and notification.
Nothing mattered to him right now.
The only thing on his mind was revenge.
He wanted Sophia to regret what she had done.
As he continued drinking, someone sat beside him.
“So, here you are,” Zane Carter, one of Ryan’s closest friends, said.
Ryan didn’t respond.
Instead, he took another sip from his glass.
“Did you check your phone?” Zane asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No.” “And I don’t care,” he replied without much interest.
A small grin appeared on Zane’s face.
“Oh, trust me.
You will.” The confidence in Zane’s words finally caught Ryan’s attention.
“What is it?” he asked.
“See for yourself.” Zane handed him his phone.
A video was already playing.
The moment Ryan saw it, anger surged through him.
He snatched the phone from Zane’s hand.
His grip tightened around it.
“Who posted this?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“I don’t know yet,” Zane replied.
“But I’ll find out,” Zane said after a brief pause.
Ryan’s eyes turned cold.
“Tell me the moment you find out,” he said, his eyes still fixed on the phone.
“That person is asking for trouble.” “I’ll make sure he gets exactly what he’s asking for.” Zane looked at him for a moment before asking, “What about the girl?” Ryan’s jaw clenched.
“I’ll make her regret it too.” Hours later, Ryan finally returned home.
Exhausted, he lay down on his bed and soon fell asleep.
The next morning….
He slowly opened his eyes.
He reached for his phone and checked the time.
9:00 a.m.
He walked into the living room, where his grandmother was sitting.
“Good morning, Grandma,” Ryan said.
She didn’t respond.
Instead, she seemed lost in thought.
Ryan walked over and sat beside her.
“Grandma?” he called.
This time, she turned toward him.
“What happened?
You look distracted,” Ryan asked.
She sighed softly.
“Actually…
I’m worried.” She paused for a moment.
“About what?” Ryan asked.
“About Sophia,” she replied, concern clearly visible on her face.
Ryan frowned.
“What happened to her?” There was no concern in his voice, but he was curious.
“Don’t you know?” she asked, surprised.
“Know what?” Ryan asked, confused.
His grandmother looked at him for a moment.
“Her father.”his grandmother said quietly.
Ryan frowned.
“What happened to him?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Mahekstories Thank you for reading Bound to My Bully.