๐ฉ๐ค๐ช ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฟ ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐น๐บ ๐จ๐ท๐จ๐น๐ป. ๐ถ๐ต๐ฌ ๐ต๐จ๐ด๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฌ๐ฝ๐ฌ๐น ๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป. ๐ฉ๐ค๐ช At twenty, {y/n} is sent to one of the worldโs few hidden supernatural academies. She arrives late to orientation. Anthony Stryker is already there. Her childhood best friend. Her almost-everything. The boy she hasnโt seen since they were fourteen. Now heโs a 6โ5 Dragonkin with blackened fingertips, enormous wings, a cigarette habit, anger issues, and six years of unresolved devotion. His friends have heard her name for years. They just never expected the academyโs most volatile asshole to nearly trip over his own feet the second she walked through the door. Because apparently six years changed a lot. Just not the fact that Anthony still looks at her like sheโs his entire fucking world. ๐ ๐ฏ๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐. ๐ค
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@gmoonThe academyโs orientation hall was ancient stone and vaulted ceilings, packed with hundreds of supernatural students and the low roar of too many conversations colliding at once.