The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow in Alaric's room as he prepared for the day ahead. The events of yesterday were still fresh in his mind—his unexpected coffee with Evelyn, the layers of mystery behind her intentions, and the ever-present tension that came with navigating both the human and supernatural worlds. But today, he had other things to focus on. School was still a front he needed to maintain, and playing his role meant keeping everything under control.
He glanced at his reflection in the mirror as he adjusted his uniform. His mind was a whirl of thoughts, but his expression remained calm. Alaric was used to keeping his true feelings hidden, a skill honed over years of living a double life. It was better that way—less complicated and less risky.
