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Iris POV My whole routine settled in a nice way. I woke up, got ready, and headed to school. After classes, I spent some time in my studio, had dinner, then went to sleep and repeated. I managed to squeeze lunch to hang around Aisling, Jackson, and Tom. When I was able to catch up with them, I had a blast. I never thought art school would be this demanding, and despite that, I loved every single course, homework and assignment. Archer kept texting me, but somehow, I was less interested in his friendship. He has been sweet and attentive, but the fact that several people warned me about him and his brothers, and the fact that my demon felt alert around him, was a huge red flag in my books. He wants to go out with me next weekend, but I am not so sure about it. I will decide about it