The central library of Lumière Academy was a marvel. Circular, domed like a cathedral, with three levels of towering bookshelves that curved into the walls. Stained glass windows cast rich hues onto the polished floor, and chandeliers flickered with soft yellow light.
Rin had found a corner she liked—a small alcove near the language arts section, with a cushioned bench, a reading lamp, and a wide window that faced the forest beyond.
She would sit there for hours after class, her books spread across the table. Literature, arithmetic, Basis of science theory—even history. She took notes, annotated her books, and recited terms softly under her breath.
When students walked past, she did not look up.
She heard their whispers—still—and saw them watching. But she pretended not to hear.
Calloway Mansion – Study Room
At home, she followed a stricter routine. Her private tutor, Mr. Edlen, a rigid man with gray hair and thick glasses, would instruct her in theory and test her weekly.
