Alice’s POV My alarm rang at 6:30 a.m. First day of lectures. I stretched on the stiff hostel bed, blinking away the sleep. The room was quiet—Callie, my roommate, was already up and in the bathroom. I sat up, staring out the small window above my desk. The sun was rising gently across the rooftops of Moonlight University. A new beginning. I kept telling myself that. I dressed in a simple white blouse and jeans, tied my hair back, grabbed my books, and met Callie outside. The halls buzzed with first-day energy. Nervous chatter, last-minute printouts, and that one guy who already spilled coffee down his notes. We walked across campus toward the Literature Department. “So,” Callie said, sipping her smoothie, “still thinking about The Phantom?” I rolled my eyes. “You’re obsessed.” Sh

