Evaline:
Walking out of the classroom after an entire hour of early-morning torture felt nothing short of divine mercy.
I swear, if the Moon Goddess herself had appeared at that moment and congratulated us for surviving, I wouldn't have questioned it for a second.
The corridor outside the astronomy tower was filled with sluggish footsteps, half-open eyes, and souls that looked like they had been personally attacked before sunrise. And strangely enough, the sight of everyone looking just as traumatized as I felt made the misery a little easier to bear.
Misery truly does love company.
It wasn't just the fact that we had woken up at four in the morning, dragged ourselves into cold showers that felt like punishment for sins we couldn't remember committing, and somehow appeared in class by five... without coffee, without tea, without even any hope.
No.
The true culprit behind our collective suffering had a name.
Professor Vireya.
