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160 - Bonding, Apparently

Author: DiaryOfDaisy
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-09 23:47:50

It started with a missing hoodie—not just any hoodie, but Fiero’s hoodie.

It was the black one he wore every night. Oversized. Sleeves frayed. No one asked why but everyone in House Six knew better than to touch it.

So when it disappeared, everyone immediately assumed one thing: someone was about to die.

Miriam was the first to notice Fiero’s agitation. He wasn’t loud about it. Fiero was never loud but his eyes had been narrower than usual, his movements sharper.

She saw him check the couch, his desk, even the common room.

The search was slow, methodical, almost detached. But Miriam knew Fiero well enough to recognize the tension under the surface.

Eventually, she asked, "Did someone touch your hoodie?"

Fiero’s gaze snapped to her. "It’s missing."

That was all it took.

House Six snapped into mission mode like it was their job.

Miriam pulled up her tablet, fingers flying as she hacked into the dorm’s internal security system, skimming through footage from the past 48 hours.

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