FAZER LOGINBarbara’s povI barely slept that night.Every little sound made me jump, every creak outside the dorm door. Every shadow moving beneath the crack under it and even the soft rustling of trees outside the window felt wrong somehow.The letter stayed hidden beneath my pillow the entire night, but somehow, it still felt like it was staring at me, watching me and waiting.I turned over for what felt like the hundredth time before finally giving up and sitting upright on my bed.The room was dark except for the faint moonlight slipping through the curtains.Lily was asleep.At least, I thought she was.She had started spending more nights outside lately, sometimes with Jeremiah, sometimes just wandering campus with him until late hours but tonight she had come back early and immediately passed out.Part of me wanted to wake her.Tell her everything, show her the letter.But another part of me hesitated.Because what if this was nothing?What if I was overreacting?Or worse..What if telli
Barbara’s povBy the time I left Tristan, the sun had already started dipping lower across campus and it was not enough for it to be evening.But it was more than enough for the golden light to settle softly over the buildings and pathways, warming everything it touched.It should’ve felt peaceful, Normal and strangely, it actually did.I adjusted my bag on my shoulder as I walked down the stone path leading toward the café, replaying parts of our conversation in my head despite myself.The way he laughed.The way he teased me back without sounding cruel for once.The way he looked was almost relaxed and oddly, it felt weird.Tristan was many things.He was cold, arrogant, intimidating and annoyingly attractive.But relaxed?That was new and somehow, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.“That’s kind of dangerous,” I muttered to myself.Because warming up to Tristan was dangerous no matter how normal things felt between us lately and no matter how much easier it was becoming to talk to
Barbara’s povBy the time my last class ended, my brain felt like it had been torn apart or used dry and i fully knew it wasn’t just from the stressful lectures and dozen of notes, and it wasn't from trying to keep up with everything that was being thrown at me.The real reason was everything else that was layered on top of the terrible headaches and stressful schedule I had to deal with for the day.The sleepwalking, walking to the forest, the way I had no memory of actually leaving my room, the idea of being stopped and guided by Tristan and him being the one who found me made it a bit better and also terrible.I slowly looked at the bracelet that was still wrapped around my wrist like a quiet reminder that something about me was not right and I needed to know what it was.I exhaled slowly as I stepped out into the cold air, adjusting my bag on my shoulder. All I could think of was my training for the day, that was my plan after my lectures.It’s so odd how it has turned into my str
Barbara’s povThe bracelet felt heavier than it should have, I could tell it wasn’t physical because it would show obviously if it was because of how heavy it is but this time it was different. This time, it wasn’t bulky or uncomfortable that made my skin react like the usual bracelets or anything jewelry would have done to me. Instead, it fit perfectly around my wrist, like it had always belonged there, like it was actually mine and I was the original owner.But there was something that was different, I could feel it in my skin, there was a faint warmth against my skin, it wasn’t uncomfortable or annoying at all like the bracelet my uncle had given me before I got admission into this school. This warmth was faint, it was subtle and it was constant which almost felt grounding, not in a bad way.I stared at it for a second before pushing the door open.The room was dimly lit, it wasn’t the exact opposite but something just felt different.Only the small desk lamp by Lily’s side was
Tristan’s povI knew something was off the moment I saw her walking by her side, it didn’t look like it was dramatic because there was no lightning and no sudden tension in the air.Everything just felt wrong and terrible which made something in me awaken. Instead, it was the kind of wrong you don’t notice at first until your instincts start scratching at the back of your mind.I was already halfway to the training ground with my often worn hoodie slung over my shoulder, that was when I spotted someone walking ahead of me. I spotted ahead.It was Barbara.She wasn’t dressed like she was just taking a stroll around the gym, she was actually walking alone and it was toward the forest that was behind the school. The forest is very notorious for having lots of injuries and horrible tales that are tied to it.I slowed my steps slightly, frowning as I headed to talk to her. “That’s new,” I muttered.She didn’t usually come this way, especially not alone. The times I’ve seen her here was eit
Tristan’s povThere’s a certain kind of silence that only exists in our dorm, it was not the peaceful kind but it wasn’t the calm and quiet kind people like to pretend they enjoy.No, that was not the case. In our case, it was the kind that always felt like something was about to happen, like a storm patiently stalling just beneath the surface, waiting for the big day to come.I pushed the door open without knocking. Of course, it was my room too. Initially, it was supposed to be my room only, not until my dad decided my brothers had to stay with me, citing that he doesn’t trust them enough to stay by themselves without being supervised.At first, I was totally against the idea but after he promised to get me whatever I want and wouldn’t ask me a thing about it, except my engagement with Cheryl. That was the only thing he told me no and declined my offer of exchanging with either of my brothers.Jeremiah was sprawled across the couch like he owned the place which, technically, I did.







