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My brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
Instead of answering, he simply nodded toward the window.
"It's already dark."
My heart jumped. I turned—and froze.
The expansive windows that overlooked the academy grounds were pitch black, the moon hanging low and swollen like a bleeding wound in the sky.
Dark?
When did it become dark?
I swallowed, a sudden chill running down my spine. Where were the students I'd seen earlier? The bustling hallways? The noise?
Why was everything so quiet?
Had time moved so fast while I was reading and wasn't paying attention?
"W-what's… going on?" I whispered, my fingers tightening around the back of the nearest chair.
He finally looked back at me.
But he wasn't the same.
His eyes glowed faintly, a soft predatory gleam beneath the laziness. His sharp features, once almost gentle, now carved themselves into something dangerous. His smile was slow… and wrong.
