Sloane's POV
Monday carries the crisp, unrelenting chill of early autumn, a subtle reminder that the semesters are here whether I’m ready or not.
I keep my gaze locked on the concrete ahead, my grip tightening around my paper coffee cup as I weave through the swell of students crowding the central quad. Surrounding me are snippets of everyday life- complaints about upcoming midterm exams, arguments over study groups, and endless chatter about the Black Shadow University hockey team’s last game.
To everyone else, it’s just another chaotic Monday at the start of an intense academic stretch. To me, it feels like navigating a minefield.
The aftermath of the Silver Moon trip still hangs heavily over my shoulders. Every time the quiet settles, Kai’s harsh voice echoes back through my mind, e
