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"Sera! Mail's here!" I was busy chilling in my room with my legs propped on the wall when my mom's voice rang from the hallway. Her voice was laced with usual tiredness but she always tries to hide it behind a forced smile. I dragged myself out of my room, wiping my greasy hands on my jeans. I just got rejected from another art contest so now the only option was to keep looking for a part time job to support our bills. I got out and saw an envelope, from the look of ut, the envelope seemed fancy and I bet this wasn't meant for me, maybe the mailman made a mistake . I reached for it and it was thick and heavy. It was sealed with a silver button of virelade Academy, the kind of calligraphy that only the rich were used to. I only see this type of writing only in movies and in my dreams . My finger trembled slightly as I opened it. Inside was a letter with other papers, I took a letter first VIRELADE ACADEMY est. 1746 To Mr:Seth Calix Date: july 1st 2025 Dear Mr Calix, We are pleased to inform you, that you have been selected into virelade Academy under our scholarship program. Inside you'll find your admission certificate, travel details and all required documents. Welcome to a future unlike any other! Sincerely, Dr. Cedric Miller Headmaster Virelade Academy Seth? Seth Calix? I was utterly confused! I was Calix yes, but not Seth Calix!. There might be a mistake. This letter was meant for a boy called Seth Calix who happened to have the same last name as mine but on the bright side... This was an opportunity for me! I could feel my mom's eyes on me " who is it from Sera?" She asked while drying her hands on her apron. I smiled and blurted out a lie way smoothly than I had imagine. "It's scholarship letter mom!. I got into St helia's prep!" I said. I couldn't say the letter was from virelade and I was going to disguise myself as a boy! That would be a suicide mission. She gasped, her eyes welling with tears and pride. "really? Oh my God! Sera" she enveloped me in a warm hug. I felt bad for lying to my mom but this was my one and only chance to secure a better future for us, and I couldn't afford any kind of mistake. "So when do you want to report? We should also go to buy you some school needs like towels, uniform, books..." "Mom!chill. I'll just go by myself,you have to go to work remember? I'll be fine by myself". I cut my mom who continued to ramble excitedly. "Are you sure? I can take a leave today and come with you". My mom beamed,she was so excited because we've been trying so hard to get a chance like this, except she doesn't know that I'm going to an all boys school. I reached out for her and hugged her again. "Yes Mom, I'll be fine. You just go or you might be late to work again!" She nodded slipping into her shoes and took her tote bag "okay I'll see you later! Be careful okay? Bye!" She disappeared out of the door. I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding into. I went back to my room and took out all of my savings. "This might be enough for everything as long as I they're cheap!" I murmured. I decided to go to buy uniforms, both from virelade and St helia. Virelade Academy uniform was an elegant black trousers white shirt and dark blue blazer with a maroon tie. While St helia was a matching maroon short skirt and a blazer without a tie I picked up the cheapest versions of everything else Ill need shoes, socks, notebooks, a plain backpack. Nothing with brand names or shine. We didnât have that kind of money and luxury, and Iâd already pushed the limits by convincing Mom that St. Helia required a registration f*e. I felt a pinch of guilt when she handed over the cash, her fingers lingering a second too long on the bills before letting go. After returning home, I made sure to put the St. Helia uniform to the top of the bag and tucked the Virelade one beneath it because I didn't want my mom to find out about it . Mom was in the kitchen, excitedly humming her favorite song, her back was to me as she stirred something in the pot probably lentil stew again. I hate lentils! âDid you get everything, sweetheart?â she called without turning around. âYeah,â I said, forcing a smile as I placed the bag by my bedroom door. â I got everything I need.â I didnât mention that I was starting school at a place where no girl had ever set foot or that my acceptance wasnât meant for me at all. Mom didn't have to know that, everything was going according to plan and in two days I'll going to virelade Academy.Sera PovI waited until the dorm was a silent, no footsteps in the hall or muffled laughter from the common room. I counted to three hundred after the last door clicked shut. Then I slipped out of the room with the towel slung over my shoulder as the chest binder already itching under my hoodie. The straps had been digging into my ribs all day and every breath was a reminder that I was living half a life.When I entered in the bathroom I locked the main door behind me with a click. I peeled off my clothes fingers trembling as they worked the binderâs hooks. When it finally gave, I exhaled freely for the first time in hours.Cool air kissed my skin. My breasts were small but still visible. They ached from the compression. I rolled my shoulders, let my head fall back, and stepped under the spray.For one minute, I wasnât Seth. I was just me. Sera, tired, terrified, and finally free of the lie for sixty seconds.I shouldâve known the peace wouldnât last long when I heard the lock I
Sera POVI pressed my forehead harder against the door, the cheap wood cool against my skin, like it could soak up the panic that was invading my mind. Inside, Kaelâs pacing had stopped it was silence now. Heavy, waiting silence that felt worse than the stomping or screaming.My hand hovered over the knob. One twist and I would be face to face with the guy I spent weeks pretending wasnât existing. One twist and I will have to look at him after the hallway incidentâafter the way his eyes had stripped me bare without even touching me.I couldnât do this.The phone in my pocket was a enough reason to make me talk with Kael to prevent things from going too far. Julietteâs photo. Her threat.Back off, Seth. Or this goes everywhere.If I walked in there and told him, he will surely lose it and If I don't, she is gonna send it anyway. Either way, the fuse was lit.I sucked in a breath surpressing my fear, then pushed the door open. Kael was sitting on the edge of his bed with elbows on hi
Sera PovI couldnât breathe. Not since Kael had me pinned against the wall, his hand beside my head like a cage I didnât want to escape from. His voice was low, broken, and desperate that still echoed in my ears and haunted my mind.Why him? Why Luca?I pressed my back harder against the cool plaster of the hallway wall long after he stormed off, as if the wall could help me. My pulse was beating frantically like a drum in my throat, my wrists. My skin still burned where his fingers had brushed mine.River stood a few feet away, with his arms crossed, watching me like I was a bomb about to go off.âYou okay?â he asked, his voice softer now.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I wasnât okay; I was wrecked.Kael looked at me like I was the only thing in the world, like I was hisâlike I had betrayed him by existing near anyone else, and the worst part that made me want to scream was that I liked it. His possessiveness,the heat in his eyes. The way his voice cracked when he said my
Kael povI shouldnât be feeling this way.And yet⌠I couldnât stop it.Seth. That boy; my roommate, the one I told myself I could ignore, the one I insisted didnât was the one I kept thinking about all the damn time. He was⌠infuriating charming in ways I didnât understand. Always flustered, always scrunching his face in a way that made my chest tighten without warning. And the worst part? I didnât even know why I cared so much.I knew I was straight. Iâd always known. Girls didnât make me feel like this and yet, Sethâs smile, his subtle confidence, the way he leaned over his books, pretending to study but somehow catching my gaze made me want things I shouldnât want.The amount of jealousy I felt every time Luca lingered too close, or even glanced at him with that sly smirk, something inside me burned. I hated it. Hated it, hated it, hated it.I caught myself wanting toâno, needing toâassert my claim, show the world that Seth wasnât just anyone. He was mine. I should be the one teas
Sera POVâHey, Seth⌠did you see that?â Lucaâs voice cut through the chatter of the cafeteria, close enough that I could feel the warmth of his presence.I looked up from my tray, forcing a neutral smile. âUh⌠what?âHe leaned casually on the edge of the table, eyes sparkling with mischief. âNothing. Justâ wondering why Kael keeps glaring at us.âI froze mid-bite. My heart thudded painfully against my ribs. Kael glaring⌠at us? At me? I swallowed hard and shook my head, trying to focus on my lunch. âI⌠donât know.âI knew why he kept glaring at us. After what happened last night,I bet he was still furious about my actions.Luca smirked, clearly not buying it, but he didnât press further. Still, his presence was impossible to ignore. He always had this way of closing in without making it feel like he was, until suddenly you were painfully aware of him being near.I looked down, trying to concentrate on my fork, but my mind was elsewhere. Kaelâs absence. The way he hadnât spoken to me
Chapter 38 Sera POVI couldnât breathe my chest felt tight, my stomach kept twisting uncomfortably with every thought about how Juliette came to know about my secretâWhat if⌠what if she tells everyone?â I whispered, pressing my trembling hands to my face. My voice was barely audible and my knees were drawn up to my chest, the blanket bunched in my shaking hands. âWhat if Kael hates me⌠what if...âI didnât even finish the thought. The memory of Julietteâs smirk flashed behind my eyes. The way she had held my things,pads, tampons were the complete proof of my secret. Proof that I wasnât the boy everyone believed me to be. A proof that could ruin everything I had fought for since stepping foot in Virelade Academy.Alexanderâs warning to Juliette was supposed to make me feel safe. I should have felt relief but I didnât. My hands shook more violently now, and I clutched the blanket tighter, imagining Juliette standing there, holding it all over again, trying to humiliate me.I curled m







