03~ Kill Him

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• Broken by One, Desired by All    18~ We Wait For Moonlight

  Zane's Point Of View By the time I made it back to the dorm, the sun had dipped low beyond the forest, casting long shadows through the hallway windows. The floor tiles glowed gold, but none of that warmth reached me.I opened the door slowly, hoping Charlie wouldn’t be there.He was.Sitting cross-legged on the bed, munching on a bag of honey crisps and flipping through a glowing hologram scroll. The moment he saw my face, he dropped everything.“Oh no,” he blurted out, standing up fast. “Don’t tell me…”I offered him a tired, weak smile as I closed the door behind me.Charlie winced like I’d just confirmed everything. “Damn. I really thought he’d say yes. You two seemed so close as you said…”I wanted to say something. Tell him the truth. That Miles had said no. That it wasn’t just the rejection, but who he said yes to that cracked me in half.But the words wouldn’t come. My throat locked up, tight and dry. Instead, I forced out a quiet, “It’s fine.” Charlie frowned. “You’re a terr

• Broken by One, Desired by All    17~ He Chose Alisa

  Zane's Point Of View The Human Academy’s central church looked more like a palace than a place of worship.Tall white spires scraped the sky, windows of stained glass bathed the courtyard in fractured light, and the great carved doors stood open, humming with holy magic. Even the air here smelled like polished stone, ancient scrolls, and something faintly sweet, like lilies just past bloom.Charles had told me Miles would be here, attending a meeting with other council members.I had hesitated for hours before coming.And now that I stood beneath the shadows of those arched pillars, watching the steady flow of finely dressed students and professors stream out of the meeting, I questioned everything.What was I even doing?I didn’t belong here. Not in this building. Not among these bloodlines.I shifted nervously by the column, fingers clenching and unclenching the hem of my tunic. I kept my head slightly lowered, avoiding attention, hoping and praying he would walk out soon.Then I s

• Broken by One, Desired by All    16~ You Think He'll Say Yes

  Zane's Point Of View Charlie looked like he was going to burst.His whole face lit up the second I said I was aiming for Ball Star. “Okay, okay, okay, this is happening! You might not have the highest chance,” he rushed out, already pacing like his brain was ten steps ahead of his body, “but you’re not hopeless. Not at all!”I raised an eyebrow. “That’s… reassuring.”“I mean that in the nicest way possible,” he added quickly. “I’ve seen worse. Way worse. You’ve got heart, presence, people eat that stuff up. And if you win? I swear, I’ll cry actual tears.”I blinked. “You would cry?”“Ugly sobbing,” he said seriously, pressing a hand to his chest. “Mascara running. Whole drama.”I chuckled, despite the nerves starting to twist in my stomach. “You don’t even wear mascara.”“I’ll start. That’s how committed I am.”I smiled… genuine, grateful. Charlie’s excitement was like a flame in the dark. It made things seem a little less terrifying. A little more possible.“Alright,” he said, clapp

• Broken by One, Desired by All    15⁓ I'll Try To Win The Ball Star Title

  Zane's Point Of View“Whether you go or not, Zane…” Her eyes narrowed as she turned. “It won’t affect the ball at all.”The door clicked shut behind Alisa like the last nail in a coffin. The silence that followed felt suffocating. Heavy. It wrapped around me like a stormcloud that refused to lift.Charlie was still leaning against the wall, trying to breathe through the pain. His shirt was singed from Alisa’s magic, his hair mussed, face bruised and trembling, but his eyes still burned with loyalty.And that broke me a little more.“I’m sorry,” I said, the words clawing their way out of my throat. “This is all my fault.”Charlie blinked at me, startled, then winced as he pushed off the wall. “What are you talking about?”I looked down at my shaking hands. “If I wasn’t here, if I hadn’t pissed her off, she wouldn’t have hurt you. She wouldn’t have even bothered showing up.”Charlie limped toward me and dropped heavily onto the edge of his bed, hissing slightly. “Zane. Stop.”“But…”“Sh

• Broken by One, Desired by All    14~ Stay Away From Miles

  Zane's Point Of View The silence that followed her question didn’t last long. Because from behind her, a sharper voice sliced through the hallway like a dagger cloaked in silk.“Move, Celeste. I want to see him myself.” The students behind Celeste parted like water. And through that space walked her.She didn’t walk, she glided. Like the hallway was a red carpet made just for her, and the rest of us were weeds daring to grow in her garden.Alisa.Long platinum hair that shimmered like moonlight laced with gold. Blood-red robes tailored tighter than arrogance itself. Her eyes were icy blue and sharper than any blade. Her presence crackled with magical energy, so thick I could feel it press against my skin.Charlie shifted beside me, and muttered under his breath, “Shit. It’s Alisa.”“Who?” I whispered, jaw tight.“She’s… how do I put this lightly, an entitled, magical psycho with a superiority complex. Comes from the Delacroix bloodline. That family’s so powerful, even some professors

• Broken by One, Desired by All    13~ Charlie... I'm Gay

  Zane's Point Of ViewI must’ve been wearing the dumbest expression on my face, because Charlie blinked at me like I’d just grown a second head.“You… you really didn’t know?” he asked, flopping back onto my bed like this was somehow his tragedy to suffer. “Bro, it’s the Freshman Ball. It’s huge. Professors go. Alumni go. Important people. Potential sponsors. Some people even leave with a future fiancé if they play their cards right.”I just stared at him.He lifted his hands, eyebrows up like come on. “It’s like a party, but you get judged the whole time. Kind of like a tournament but with better food. The upperclassmen scope out the new kids. Professors give secret recommendations. Some of the big-name guild recruiters show up pretending to be ‘guests.’ And… if you’re smart…” His grin sharpened. “You can make connections. Or enemies. Or lovers.”His gaze flicked to me deliberately. “Especially someone like you.”I stiffened at that.I didn’t want to be someone like me. I didn’t want