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First Day continued

Author: allisonslau1986
last update publish date: 2026-03-29 15:36:51

Lyra’s POV

We sped through the snow-covered common areas, racing to building 101, where our first block class, Diplomacy, was held. We passed other students, their low growls threatening us at every turn. I guess all the others, along with the heirs, hated humans as much as we hated them.

Opening the door to building 101, it went from a rustic brick vibe to something Rowan and I had never seen before. Room after room, we passed, looking for room 152, which was equipped with state-of-the-art
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