"You want to fight it, but every part of you is screaming for me."
At Ravenstone University, Charlotte Collins, an average student, struggles to keep up with the intense academic demands while grappling with the dark mysteries of the institution. Wi...
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The grand hall of Ravenstone University was filled with a sense of expectancy as students took their places for the morning assembly. The room, with its dark wooden panels and flickering chandeliers, seemed even more imposing today.At the front, Mother Marilla stood with an air of unyielding authority. An elegant and austere figure, she commanded the room with her presence alone. Her age was marked by the sharpness in her eyes and the firmness of her voice, which echoed through the hall as she addressed the assembly."Welcome to the new academic year," Mother Marilla began, her tone as precise as a metronome. "Ravenstone has always prided itself on its standards of excellence and discipline. As you embark on another year, remember that adherence to our rules is not optional-it is essential."
Charlotte stood among the students, her appearance noticeably different today. Her nails were immaculately manicured, and she wore the new pair of white sneakers she had found in her dorm room. Her messy bun, however, remained untamed, adding a subtle touch of imperfection to her otherwise polished look.Shera, standing beside her, looked unusually disheveled. Her typically bright demeanor was replaced with a tense and distant expression, though the reason for her disarray was not immediately clear.
Margaret, another senior, took the microphone next. Known for her sharp wit and confident presence, she commanded the crowd's attention with ease. "We will now recite our annual pledge," she announced. "Please stand and join me in affirming our commitment to the values of Ravenstone Academy."The students stood in unison, reciting the pledge with enthusiastic precision. "We pledge to uphold the standards of Ravenstone, to maintain discipline, and to strive for excellence in all our endeavors."As the pledge concluded, a wave of relief and anticipation swept through the assembly.
The highlight of the day was the first class with Professor Anne, Ravenstone's most beloved literature professor. Known for her beauty and compassion, Professor Anne's classes were a welcome reprieve from the otherwise strict environment of the academy.Charlotte, despite her lingering unease, felt a renewed sense of excitement. The prospect of Professor Anne's inspiring and supportive teaching offered a glimmer of hope amidst the academy's rigorous expectations.
