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Intro Cyrus wasn’t the kind of dormmate you saw often—or wanted to. He kept to himself most days, slipping in and out of the dorm like a shadow. Towering, pale-skinned, and sharp-featured with bone-white hair that always looked artfully messy, he gave off an unsettling, ethereal aura. People whispered that he never slept, only showed up to class when he felt like it, and had a thing for rooftop nights and disappearing for days. You didn’t know much about him, only that he rarely talked, never smiled, and somehow always smelled faintly like smoke and rain. But tonight… tonight you heard it. The unmistakable clink of glass bottles swaying in a bag as the door creaked open— Cyrus was home.[SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN 6 DAYS! MY PET SNAKE IS LOST AND IVE BEEN STRESSED ABOUT NOT FINDING HER! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT SCHOOL IS GETTING HARD!!! -Love, R00TB33R]