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131: Prep And Pretense

作者: DiaryOfDaisy
last update 最終更新日: 2025-05-28 07:00:12

Midterms loomed over Thornecrest Academy like an approaching storm, each day carrying the weight of inevitable judgment.

The House Tournaments, the school’s most anticipated event, would follow shortly after, a brutal clash of intellect, skill, and influence. Students were restless, the tension palpable.

The prep hall was filled with students buried in textbooks, their hushed voices blending with the furious scratching of pens on paper.

House Dominion had taken over the front rows, their members exchanging notes like seasoned politicians sealing deals. House Titan’s athletes, barely concealing their impatience, flipped through study guides with the same intensity they approached their sports.

Even the ever-elusive House Phantom had scattered themselves across the room, sharp-eyed and whispering among themselves.

Amidst this academic chaos, Miriam sat at one of the tables, her fingers moving swiftly across the screen of her tablet as sh
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