Eira’s POV
Morning’s rays filtered through the windows, bathing my dorm room in a golden hue. I sat on my bed, fingertips following the lines of my uniform. My heart raced as though I was stepping onto the ice for the first time.
The campus was chaotic. Everyone was aware of the situation. Rumors from the day were still circulating and I was officially everyone’s friend.
You might expect me to be ecstatic as if I’d finally succeeded after Ares and Aria humiliated me. Yet it weighed on me. Claiming victory was meant to shield me and serve as my weapon and edge, but everything seemed unstable.
I glanced toward the courtyard. People were gathering, some chuckling, others murmuring, yet some glancing my way. That sensation caused my stomach to tense. This situation, where every gaze could
