Off Campus Series Novels & Stories

Hori made a small choking sound, Sean rubbed the back of his neck, staring at the ceiling like it might open up and swallow him. I kept my face carefully blank, but inside, cold sweat prickled down my spine. The lift, the noise, the way we’d all piled in laughing too loud. Had she heard everything? Pat continued as if she hadn’t just dropped a bomb. She turned to Hori directly. “You asked earlier who’s running the house while I'm gone. The remaining housemates are on a supervised free day back at Crestfield. The show is on a temporary production pause for this Tokyo week. Vress approved the trip himself—your playbook Olympics numbers were strong enough that he wanted some authentic reward co

Jason told me as he shrugged his school bag on. "Bye playlist hater." Jason then came around to hug me lightly and peck my blushing cheek before leaving. Well, one of the unwritten laws in our friendship, was hugging each other whenever we meet and before leaving each others presence. It was like a thing now, our thing. Yeah we are cute I know. Now that he was gone, I was alone at home as usual, I was used to loneliness by now, my companion. So about my OTG playlist... OTG stands for Off The Grid.

He picks up his own coffee, turns, and walks away with the unbothered ease of a man who has decided everything is handled and means it. We end up off campus, which requires signing out at the gate with a reason, and Kai writes personal appointment on the sheet in the neat compressed handwriting I've been noticing for weeks, and the gate attendant doesn't look up, and then we're outside the Academy walls for the first time since any of this started and the specific quality of the air out here is different, lighter somehow, or maybe that's just what relief feels like when it finally has enough room to breathe.

𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒊 The moment I opened the door, Ronan and the guys pushed straight past me without waiting for an invitation, Brian and some sophomores I barely recognized trailing behind him, already scanning my kitchen like they expected to find breakfast waiting. "What are you doing here?" "It's Sunday." Ronan flopped onto my couch like he owned it, kicking his feet up onto the coffee table without even asking. "We came to chill."

It went straight to voicemail. He stared at his phone for a moment. The casual grin on his face finally faded. "Still throwing a tantrum?" He pushed the car door open and walked straight into the office building. The receptionist recognized him. "Are you Grace's boyfriend?" He nodded. The receptionist's smile faltered slightly. "Grace transferred abroad with Ms. Palmer. Aren't you her boyfriend? “How do you not know anything about this?" Daniel stood frozen. He couldn't utter a single word.

And Jace looked, briefly, like the argument hadn’t happened at all. At 6:00, Drew returned. His posture was still tight, but his eyes looked less sharp, the look of someone who’d made a decision he didn’t love but knew he needed. “Schedule change,” he announced. Micah straightened. Rory immediately stopped wiping. Jace froze mid dish dry. Drew looked directly at the three of them. “Tomorrow is off.” Rory blinked. “Off… like… OFF off?” “Yes,” Drew said. “No cameras. No interviews. No appearances. No meetings.”

" I was at a loss for words after hearing what he said. However, I did think that it sounded reasonable. I couldn't possibly come over every day, and helping just once wouldn't fix the situation. I couldn't help but ask, "How would video calling Yvonne help you, though? Do you really think Yvonne can help you resolve your urges through a screen?" Clyde set me down and replied, "You're overthinking this, Michelle. Yvonne can't keep up because she's too innocent. You see, if she watches us having sex together, it might actually wake something up in her. "Plus, seeing me with another woman will spark some serious jealousy, and that should make her want to step up her game in the bedroom."

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Shouldn't have wanted to feel good. I just need to focus on hockey and get my head back in the game. Thankfully, I have a new start here at Northwood University. I can only hope that I don't run into that guy again. I didn't even get his name. Anyway, here's to a new life at Northwood University. No drama. No scandals. Just a fresh new start.

Vivian Blair's Private Diary became the work he was proudest of in his life. Thinking of it now, Julian suddenly let out a sharp laugh. "Vivian, you're vile." After saying that, he ignored her cries and hurried out of the gallery. He nearly searched the entire city, but he could not find Stella. She did not reply to messages. She did not answer calls. It was as though Stella Acker had vanished from the world. At seven that evening, Julian opened the livestream immediately. The auction location had been announced as Keyward Auction Hall.