Killian had made it abundantly clear that he was the reason I was here. He'd gotten me admitted to a school I didn’t even apply for, arranged for the principal to place me in the all-male wing, and pulled every string he could—all because he believed I had used him. To him, it was a blow to his ego. He brought me here with the confidence that I wouldn’t survive, that I’d crumble under the pressure and chaos of this place. But he was in for a rude awakening. I was no pushover. I’d survive, no matter how long it took, until my dad came back for me. So far, apart from that incident with the gun, everyone here seemed… normal enough.
After the brief, tension-filled conversation, Killian finally showed me to the guest bedroom. It had everything I needed, complete with a large bed, desk, and eno
