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Thornless Rose

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The first official rewrite is here! An improved version of my first update, a story darting back to my "writer with no experience" era. I'm going to change a few things from the original idea, but hope you like it nonetheless.

Enjoy!

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Y/n Trappola and her older brother were, in personality terms, like water and fire. While her brother tended to be overly arrogant and troublesome, his younger family member was far more responsible than her counterpart. Since the first incident with an otherwordly student, a few other "special cases" started to occur more frequently, including the acceptance of females into Night Raven's college as a way to broaden the school's potential and make it far more inclusive. Isn't the headmage such a gracious and kind man for implementing this new policy?

Well, just like all previous Trappolas, Y/n was assigned to Heartslabyul. Riddle Rosehearts didn't bother to hide his displeasure with her brother in her presence, as Ace's behaviour often irked the dorm leader. Luckily, the troublesome student's sister surpassed Riddle's originally low expectations: Y/n was a model of obedience within the dorm and during classes, adhering strictly to the queen's rules, and when she made a mistake, the woman personally apologized to Riddle or Trey.

"Oi, Y/n. Could you handle the dishes tonight?"

As you were lost in your thoughts, your elder brother's languid voice broke your reverie. It wasn't uncommon for him to seek favours, especially on days when his last class was with Mr Vargas or followed by an arduous basketball match between his sports club and those of other schools. The sound of his voice was familiar, yet it carried a sense of urgency that made you wonder what he truly wanted this time. 

"Just the dishes? Nothing else?" - considering his request, you carefully ponder on what to tell him. If you denied your brother's plea he would most likely either get annoyed and beg or turn petty and self-pitying, the result was the same in both scenarios: an annoying version of Ace.

"Fine, but this is the last time I do so. Everyone is busy these days. Trey is making deserts for the unbirthday party, Cater is in charge of the flamingos and hedgehogs, Deuce is supposed to be painting the roses red and Riddle is in countless house-warden meetings" A sigh escapes your lips as you try to make your point clear "and you should be helping the others with the decorations! I'll let you off the hook, but tomorrow morning you gotta put in some work. Got it?"

As you informed your brother about handling his chores for the day, he responded with a dismissive nod. His attention, however, seemed to be elsewhere, as he didn't seem to register your words. Ace's lack of interest in your conversation was palpable, and it was clear that he was more concerned with his thoughts than with what you were saying. He muttered a rushed "Yeah yeah, fine" before hastily retreating to his room, leaving you with a sense of frustration. Despite his undeniable talent, his attitude left much to be desired most of the time. That everyone could agree on.

The few students who ate dinner in the dorm instead of the school's cafeteria had the duty to clean up after themselves by turns. Three would be chosen each night to get the job done, rotating the people who had to clean every day. It was a policy implemented by Riddle to make matters fair for all parties involved. Seeing as Ace switched with you, he would later on take your duty when the time came. 

Grudgingly, you make your way to the dining area to handle your chores rapidly, instead, you cross paths with a calm-looking Riddle Rosehearts. A smile unconsciously formed itself on your lips when the young man came into sight. Once again, his hair was neatly combed to perfection. One thing common between the housewarden of Heartslabyul and the famous Vil was that both took great pride in a clean appearance. No flaws.