The hallway buzzed with chatter, juniors filling the space while the seniors remained in class. But in an instant, the noise died down. All eyes shifted to one figure making his way through the crowd—Azrael. His smirk was sharp, dripping with amusement as he walked straight toward you. You stiffened, gripping the strap of your bag. Something about the way he carried himself sent a warning through your gut
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