I woke up knowing something was wrong before I even checked my phone.
It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t instinct in the wolf sense either. It was quieter than that. Heavier. Like the universe itself had decided today was going to be loud whether I wanted it to be or not.
My phone confirmed it.
Multiple messages. Group chats. Notifications I didn’t recognize. Names I barely remembered. Even a few from people I hadn’t spoken to since my first semester.
“Is it true?
Good luck today.
You’ve got this.
Heard Mira doesn’t lose.”
I locked my screen and dropped the phone face down on the bed.
So it had started.
I lay there for a minute longer, staring at the ceiling, listening to the muffled sounds of campus waking up outside the window. Footsteps. Doors opening. Voices drifting. Every sound f
