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Of course she does. Because she sees it too. Because she always sees the angles. “The moment you found it,” she continues, “it wanted you to.” Aristotle doesn’t deny it. He doesn’t argue. He just shrugs slightly. “I don’t care.” That makes me still. Because that tone? That’s not strategy. That’s intent. “What do you mean you don’t care?” I ask. “I mean,” he says calmly— “I’m going to burn it.” Michael grins.

Alkaid and Damian as usual talking about girls. The awkwardness comes out more while Alejandro is just quiet and watching. Only speak when needed. They offer me but I refuse. Instead, I just kept on chewing on the barbecue they bought at the grill shop. "About Aristotle ..." My mind was incited when I heard Celestina mention Aristotle's name. "Is it okay that he's here?"

As Aristotle was faced with the barrage of questions, he began to lament silently. ‘If it weren’t for you, I would’ve been done with whatever I was doing just now.’ Aristotle had been maintaining his image as a reliable elder brother to Cynthia, but Plato had provoked him too far that he instantly cursed as he said, “Enough, I don’t have the f*cking time to be bothered with you. We’ll talk when you get back. I’m hanging up now.”

The bruise on his temple had faded to a light yellow, and he smelled like a mix of strong coffee and clean laundry; a scent that was starting to become far too familiar to me. "So," Jax said, his voice sounding loud in the small room. He tapped his pen against the textbook. Virtue Ethics. You’re the Philosophy major, Captain. Explain to me why we’re supposed to care about Aristotle." "Because Aristotle believed that your character is defined by your actions.” I didn't look at him. I kept my eyes on my notes. "He thought that being good isn't something you are; it's something you do until it becomes a habit." Jax leaned back, crossing his arms. "So, if you spend your whole life pretending to