Rina’s POV
The locker room felt suffocating. My towel was barely clinging to my body as I wiped the soap from my skin, but the burning sensation in my eyes wouldn’t go away. I tried to rub them, blinking through the pain. It wasn’t just the usual sting. Something was wrong.
You have to keep going, Syl urged. I could feel her pacing in my head, her irritation crackling through my body.
I grabbed my locker’s handle, pulling it open. The moment I did, something heavy and wet splashed onto me.
Balloons of paint.
It was everywhere; thick, colorful splashes soaking into my hair, dripping down my skin, sliding down my back. And this time, it wasn’t just the paint. It hit my eyes, burning like fire, blinding me completely.
No… I tried to gasp, but nothing came out. Panic seized me. I stumbl
