Dael POV The corridor outside Professor Matt’s class is louder than it should be, there are too many voices and too much noise. None of it matters, I shouldn’t even be here only if I hadn’t crossed a line last week....if I hadn’t handled things the way I usually do, I wouldn’t be standing outside a lecture hall like some student being forced to behave. “Punishment”,That’s what they called it. Attend class, sit through lectures and try to blend in, too much work!!, as if I’ve ever been good at that. I pushed the door open anyway, when I entered I saw that the room was already half full. Clusters of people everywhere, girls sitting on desks, legs crossed, leaning into each other’s space as they laugh too loudly. The boys on the other gathered in corners, voices low, competitive, trying

