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134: The Unwanted Guest
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2025-05-29 07:01:20House Six was enjoying the rare peace that came with a near-end to midterms.
The storm of exams had nearly passed, with only one day left, and the members were settled in their dorm, basking in the quiet.The kind of quiet that only came when every brain cell had been wrung dry and the only thing left to do was exist.Their house master was nowhere to be found, having disappeared to do… well, whatever it was that Xavier did when he wasn’t micromanaging their lives. Probably glowering into a teacup somewhere.Mika yawned loudly. “When midterms end, I’m gonna sleep for twenty hours straight.”“Make it thirty,” Miriam muttered, tossing a chip at her. “But only after you stop stealing my snacks.”“I don’t steal,” Mika said, fake-gasping. “I borrow permanently.”“You ‘borrowed permanently’ my entire stash of chocolate last week.”“I don’t recall.”Samuel didn’t even look up. “That’s because she replaced it
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 134: The Unwanted Guest
House Six was enjoying the rare peace that came with a near-end to midterms.The storm of exams had nearly passed, with only one day left, and the members were settled in their dorm, basking in the quiet. The kind of quiet that only came when every brain cell had been wrung dry and the only thing left to do was exist.Their house master was nowhere to be found, having disappeared to do… well, whatever it was that Xavier did when he wasn’t micromanaging their lives. Probably glowering into a teacup somewhere.Mika yawned loudly. “When midterms end, I’m gonna sleep for twenty hours straight.”“Make it thirty,” Miriam muttered, tossing a chip at her. “But only after you stop stealing my snacks.”“I don’t steal,” Mika said, fake-gasping. “I borrow permanently.”“You ‘borrowed permanently’ my entire stash of chocolate last week.”“I don’t recall.”Samuel didn’t even look up. “That’s because she replaced it
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The midterms had been going smoothly, with just two more days left. Most students were drowning in last-minute revisions, but House Six? They had their own problems.Right now, Joy was yelling at Fiero.“Are you actually insane?” she snapped, standing over him in the common room, arms crossed, eyes blazing. “You ran out of your medication and didn’t think to tell anyone?”Fiero sat sprawled on the worn velvet couch like it was a throne, his body perfectly still. One arm draped along the backrest, the other resting lazily on his thigh. His face betrayed nothing—no shame, no defensiveness. Just a kind of calm detachment that only made her angrier.He didn’t answer. Didn’t flinch. Just looked at her.But God, did he look at her.His gaze traced the hard set of her jaw, the way her brows drew together when she was furious. The way her chest rose and fell with every breath she took to keep herself from exploding. And for a second—just
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