Murmurs rippled through the room.
Coby leaned toward Ren, lowering his voice.
"That's Reagan. The Golden Boy they were talking about back in the hall. He's tearing the school apart online."
He raised his tablet to Ren's face. Ren said nothing.
"Why is everyone staring at you?" he whispered again when he noticed eyes turning to Ren.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Are you Ace Renora?"
Ren was about to answer when the instructor's voice cut through the noise.
"Devices away. Now."
Coby hesitated, and raised the tablet to Ren again, about to say something.
"Hey! You," the instructor's voice called out, but it sounded so close.
Coby jerked and looked up, slipping his device into his pocket. The instructor wasn't at the front of the class.
He panicked and looked around only to find the man beside him with an outstretched hand.
"Hand it over," the instructor said, irritation plain in his tone.
