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... A faint frown of disgust.
Great, Elion. Wonderful. Terrifying a vampire girl. Excellent plan. Brilliant move.
Internally, he was screaming at himself, replaying his snarky greeting like a bad joke he couldn’t pause.
Of course, he spotted the crossed swords emblem on the shoulder of her uniform instantly.
Disciplinary committee. No other reason why a second year would be on this floor.
Her face slid back into its unreadable, porcelain blankness a second lat ...
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