CHAPTER ONE
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Symbols and meanings
()-thoughts
**-action
~ELOWEN SCHOOL OF WICHTCRAFT AND WIZARDRY~
Hayara
(Elowen High doesn’t feel like a school.
It feels like a secret that’s pretending to be one)
Hayara
*scroll through old photos and pretend this place isn’t crawling under my skin*
[You’ve been added to a private group chat]
🟢 Group Name: House of Thrones – Private (6 Members)
Hayara
Uhh… hi? I think I got added here by mistake.
I’m a first-year, just trying to find the alchemy notes, so… yeah, definitely not supposed to be here 😅
Caelom
Who the hell added a first-year?
Ravyn
Relax. Probably just an echo glitch. Just remove them before it spreads.
Lyra
Don’t. Let her stay.
She’s already seen it.
Hayara
Seen what?
I literally just opened this by accident five seconds ago—
Lyra_Nightshade sent a photo.
A blurry image of two figures kissing in the moonlit courtyard.
Ravyn
Lyra. Delete that.
RIGHT. NOW.
Sylas
It’s too late.
The truth’s already out.
Caelom
You’re risking everything over this? Over him?
Hayara
Hold on—
That’s you… and—
Professor Hale?!
Lyra
Lower your voice, little star.
This school listens. Even when we don’t.
Aether
What the hell is going on in here?
Caelom
Oh look. The storm arrives late, as usual.
Ravyn
Tell him, Lyra.
Tell him what you just did.
Lyra
She saw it.
The glitch brought her in.
Aether
I don’t care if she was kissed by the stars themselves —
She’s a first-year.
She doesn’t belong here.
Hayara
Wow. Thanks for the warm welcome.
I didn’t realize being confused and breathing was such a crime.
Aether
Cute. It talks.
Why don’t you log out before your little mind melts trying to keep up?
Hayara
Why don’t you stop acting like a walking prophecy with a superiority complex?
Ravyn
...oh she’s got teeth.
Caelom
This is a bad idea.
We’re already too exposed.
Ravyn
She doesn’t know anything.
Just remove her before this turns into a disaster.
Lyra
No.
We don’t get to choose who the magic picks.
Hayara
Okay, I don’t know what any of you are talking about, but I’m starting to feel like I stepped into the middle of a secret war.
Ravyn
Lyra, seriously. What were you thinking?
Caelom
You just let some random first-year into the Circle?
Sylas
She’s unmarked. Untrained. A risk.
Lyra
She saw the binding.
The magic reacted to her — not me.
Aether
That doesn’t make her worthy.
That makes her a liability.
Lyra
No.
It makes her chosen — in a way none of us expected.
The mark didn't reject her. It accepted her.
You know what that means.
Ravyn
Even if it did — she’s still hiding behind a bird profile pic.
We can’t even confirm who she is.
Hayara
I didn’t ask to be added to your cursed little mystery club.
Caelom
Then meet one of us.
Tonight. No illusions. No hiding.
Hayara
...You're threatening to get me expelled?
Aether
Call it a choice.
Face us, or vanish.
Hayara
No. I'm not meeting anyone.
I don’t even know what you are.
Lyra
Midnight. East Courtyard.
Or the Council will decide your fate.
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The door creaks open. You barely glance up from your bed, where your phone is lying face-down like it just ruined your life.
A girl steps in, juggling a duffel bag, a pillow, and a half-eaten energy bar.
She pauses when she sees you
Nissa
Hi. I’m Nissa. Nissa Vale.
Nissa
No need. I already checked the roster.*tossed her bag on the other bed*
Nissa
Hey. So this is the famous cursed dorm room?
Nissa
Yeah. The floor literally creaks in Morse code. I think it whispered to me earlier.
Hayara
That’s just the ghost in the pipes.*grins*
Ignore him. He’s dramatic.
Nissa
*Laugh*Good. I’m allergic to over-possessive spirits.
Nissa
What’s with the whole gloomy “I might die tonight” energy?
Hayara
*sighs, flops on bed*
Some seniors added me to this private group chat.
Big magic energy.
Now they’re saying I have to meet them tonight… or else I get expelled.
Nissa
*sits up straighter*
Excuse me, what?
Hayara
Yeah. I saw something.
Didn’t mean to. Just… happened.
Now they’re treating me like I’m cursed.
Nissa
*leans in, curious*
Show me.
Hayara
*hands phone silently*
Nissa
*scrolls* …wait.
Wait.
No freaking way.
That’s Aether Raine?!
Hayara
Yep. Mr. Dark & Mysterious in all caps.
Nissa
*gasp-laughs*
I thought he only spoke in thunder and nightmares.
This guy’s texting?
Hayara
Still dramatic. He literally told me to “face us or vanish.”
Nissa
*mock gasp* Scandalous.
So what are you gonna do?
Hayara
*half-joking* Cry.
Fake my own death. Transfer to a normal school.
Nissa
Or…
*grins*
Let me go instead.
Hayara
*blinks* I’m sorry, what?
Nissa
They don’t know what you look like.
Your profile pic is a bird.
Nissa
I mean…
You clearly don’t want to meet them, and I clearly do.
Hayara
Why do you want to go so badly?
Nissa
*throws hands up*
Okay fine!
I just wanna see Aether Raine in real life, alright?!
He’s like a myth wrapped in moonlight and mood swings.
Let me look at him, that’s all I ask.
Hayara
*laughs, half horrified*
You’re going to get us both killed.
Nissa
I’ll glam my voice, say mysterious things, and disappear before they can smell a lie.
Easy.
Nissa
*winks*
And you’re lucky I’m a little reckless.
Now — earrings or no earrings?
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