1. Klang!

When I wake up the next day, I just want to dive back under the covers and sulk like a petulant teenager. The memories of last night ring in my head, causing something like a headache. But today is a day full of lectures, and if I want to make it to the King’s College university on time all the way from Clandestine city, I have to be quick.

After taking care of all my needs, I sneak out of the house through one of the back doors. Technically, I could call my own personal driver and have him drop me off at the campus.

But where’s the fun in that?

So, I take the train straight to Empire city and then use the tram to drop right at the entrance to the university.

For some time, the day went on peacefully. I attended the lectures, took notes, talked with the professors about any doubts I had, got them cleared out, and moved around the campus.

But then the lunch break came.

The cafeteria is crowded, as is the norm, and I make my way to the food court as discreetly as possible so as not to derive any attention from myself. By now, I’m aware that there is danger lurking on campus grounds, danger directed at me. And I have to do my damndest best to dodge it.

But I am only one person, and there isn’t a Gerald around to save my ass. And my luck is the shittiest on the planet.

the sharks start to smell blood

Stone’s voice comes from behind me as soon as I stand in the lunch line, and I

towards my nemesis, “Hello to you

wearing designer threads and having a swagger to his whole being. But the guy who stands in front of me looks extremely haggard. His cheeks are gaunt, and there are dark circles under his bloodshot, skittering eyes. His hair is a right mess, devoid of its usual array

and my future. You destroyed us, and all you

I made Gerald do, but then I remember

Stone,” I notify him, my voice hard, “I gave you plenty of chances to leave me alone, but you kept pushing and pushing until you broke past the

a harmless prank,” he insists, and I feel the rush of

in the book, and fucking up my own life too many times than I could

Stone takes a step towards me, his eyes wild, “you could’ve taken it out on me, you didn’t have to

remind him, “you should’ve

that is the wrong thing to say, because as soon as the words leave my mouth, on me, hands clenched

Stone pounces

like a wild animal, his blows unfocused but strong, and through the blinding pain of getting my head pommeled, I manage to shove him off me and scramble to my feet. But Stone does not

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