The Ivy Secret Files

Chapter 7: Luminol

After a long while, that was almost like three hours later, the trial grinded the steel for the certain person. I never knew Kristoph had been like this, he would simply go the other way, but now, it was just one of the parts he could portray as deception. He was just there, slamming the hard wood with his fist and he didn't care about his hand. Apollo was like a roller coaster and he seem to shift uncomfortably while on the defendant's seat. Klavier was tensed all the time, like something would go wrong in every second.

I seem to miss the entire plot. Truth to be told, Mia just shoved this and to the whole campus. Everyone was like a parade-- having different whispers and murmurs, readable and unreadable altogether.

But now... I was now in the silence. Back to the dorm as everything went silent.

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June 5, Wednesday
Defense Quarters Dormitory, Ivy University
7:30 PM

I was reading a book, probably notes for the chemistry, and it was nothing but haunting. Kristoph was imposing like he was wicked in the midst of the trial. Never wavering but unless his brother addresses him. I don't get it.

Maybe Mia was right on the whole case?

Apollo was sure as hell he was right on choosing her as his defense. Not that Mia was like a rookie in the eyes of the prosecution bench, but she had enough to plan this exactly. She spent a handful of days, months and maybe two years in total just to dispose Kristoph. Surely her research won't be wasted on a small problem.

Now that she witnessed that he was also blackmailing and even tried to murder Apollo, she made sure it will be over. Not tomorrow, but this day-- which was earlier. She finished the trivial case and freeing Apollo while serving a slice of revenge.

And to think... I left a dark corner with no wards to keep.

Despite this, Mia seem to differ. She just wore a formal masquerade, just like what she does in the class, her eyes ready in the open. I was convinced that she'll return back to being the very same Mia that the defense class had. A silent, intellect person who is great at masking. She doesn't even have too much friends in our bunch, but she was well-known by our teachers. That was the same description I could make for her.

But what now?

Mia did finish the suspicions against Apollo, but what are she up to now? She seem to captivate nothing for us, she seem so uninterested in everything. So hard that we fell for the false rift she made for us to hold back. She did say curiousity could kill, so I guess that was enough for us to back out.

TAP TAP TAP

It was a soft tap against a glass. I looked over and saw Apollo outside.

... wait, Apollo?!

"What are you doing here?!" I opened the window pane. Great, its frigid again.

Apollo was like a kid who successfully stole a cookie in a jar. I can tell he was like drinking too much hot chocolate because he would always hang out in the library, not in the dormitory. And yes, nobody told him to visit the dormitory very much often. He was in his right condition.

"Yep, in the flesh." He was simply smiling now. "Wanna go out, Mr. Wright?"

"Go out? Out where?" This is the confusion part again. "And how do you know me?"

Apollo chuckled. "Firstly, Mia was on the filing section of the library, remember? And second, no, it was just at the library. I wanted something to show you."

"Could it be more easier if you just brought it instead?" My mind and vocal chords said together.

"Well see, that's very unfortunate for everyone. This isn't a museum detour, so..."