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Chapter 75 – They Say No One Dies From Love December 14, 2030 – Aerie Academy, then Xibalba They say no one dies from love. Well, I might just be the first. It starts with a week that is actually, infuriably normal. Classes. Office hours where freshmen cry because Rowan rewrote gravity again. Kayo teaching “Intro to Chaos” by turning the cafeteria into a zero-G rave. Nerida winning the void-skate championship while literally eating a black hole for style points.

The girls were doing too much at this point and jealousy stabbed at my heart as if it was a crime for them to talk about CJ. CJ walked in, and the class fell silent. He had a confident demeanor, standing tall like the king of the jungle. I ducked my head and was glad to be sitting in the back seat. The plan was to be as invisible as possible. The girls were checking him out, and it made me want to bash their teeth in. He placed his laptop on the desk and cleared his throat. "Over the next few months, we shall embark on a fascinating journey to explore the detailed workings of Earth," CJ's voice droned in the silent classroom.

Eddie is one of the nerds in our class, and I don't think we have spoken as much to each other until these days. “Yes, and I think you might want to see this.” He stuttered as he handed me an iPad, and I wondered what he had to show me, but the content shocked me to the bone. “Is this—” I trailed off as I looked at the video of the professor and Jennifer fucking each other in the supplier room, and I was shocked. I watched the video intently, and my toast got dampened as I watched the professor's huge cock plunging in and out of Jennifer while she moaned loudly.

In a way it does. Eli sets Jonah down gently. His hands are old again. Spotted. Veined. He hides them in his sleeves, but Lyana sees anyway and her fierce expression softens. “Grandpa Eli, you can sit in the new classroom,” she says. “It has chairs that grow to fit you.” Eli smiles, and for a second his face flickers younger, then settles back to old. “I would like that.” The first classroom is the bark-walled building Sky grew last week, chalkboards smooth as river stone. The second one does not exist yet. That is the point.

The entire family gathered in the sitting room. Naturally. Apparently nobody trusted technology enough to receive updates individually. The screen flickered. Then Nova appeared. Slightly blurry. Wildly enthusiastic. Immediately talking. Everything normal. “Hello everyone.” Mrs. Holt leaned toward the screen. “Are you eating enough?” Nova blinked. “We have not even said hello yet.” “That was hello.” Fair point. Very fair point. Eleanor adjusted her glasses. “How are your classes?” “Interesting.” “That sounds dangerous.” “It is exciting dangerous.” Adrian immediately became concerned.

orders Rana then moves into the house leaving Lovina who is still in the village looking for her friend's novel. Lovina is annoyed, if the novel disappears, meaning she has to replace it by buying a new one, that's the sign, Lovina's savings will be drained. Though Lovina borrowed Lowi's novel to protect the contents of her piggy bank, but whose name is fate who knows, right? If it's like this Lovina can only sigh surrender. * * * Grade 11 at Horace Dall School There's nothing special about the class. Moreover, many students in that class whose names are blacklisted in school records. Too bad to be proud of. Although Horace Dall School is international, it doesn't mean that its students are

Naomi arched her brow nonchalantly to see Sherry and her boyfriend, Johnson Kane, leading a group of so-called elites from Class A. They deliberately blocked the entry and refused to let her in. "Naomi, I have a piece of advice for you. You should just hurry up and return to Class F! Don't stay here and wait till you're cast away!" "That’s right! You should just leave!" "Our class doesn’t welcome you!" As soon as Sherry was done speaking, her boyfriend Johnson immediately incited the rest of the students from Class A into opposing her. Clarissa stayed out of trouble by staying in the classroom. She propped her chin on her hand as she leisurely watched her classmates attacking Naomi. Finally,

I soon discovered that Elysium was as much a classroom as it was a playground. On my third evening at the club, Marco ushered me into the main hall with a conspiratorial grin. “Tonight you’re in for a treat,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with a familiar warmth. “Jennifer’s teaching a flogging class.”

“It has its moments.” “She’s being modest,” Jace interjected. “She runs her classroom like a symphony. Organized chaos—the best kind.” Lena flushed. She hadn’t expected praise from him, not here, not in front of People Who Mattered. “Well, I suppose it’s appropriate you met in that environment,” Genevieve went on. “It’s just—I can’t believe Jace is back at school again after everything he...” “Mom,” Jace cut in, almost curt.

Noah quickly realized what he had done and was completely aware of how she felt about it, "No no, don't get me wrong. I was just astounded because if you live there, it means you come from a normal family." "Yes, you are right and that's because I live on my own," Elevena said with a slight smile. “Oh… So... umm... how did you get into Elite College?" Noah asked, a little awkwardly. Before Elevena could respond, he began again, "Don't get me wrong, as far as I know only children of noble families can study here, and since you are a transferred student, I thought you paid double to get there." "It's okay, take it easy," Elevena laughed. " You don't have to feel bad for asking me this questio