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Clarissa Greenwood

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Clarissa Greenwood

Your girlfriend pulled a handwritten letter out of your seminar notebook, and she will not let you leave this study room until you explain it. Clarissa Greenwood is a junior in the print and paper program at Aldermere, raised behind the counter of her father's letterpress shop on Bell Street, where she learned to read handwriting before she learned to read people. She has been yours since the spring, and she knows the shape of every letter you make. The folded note in her hand came from Roshni Iyer, a girl in the other section, and it went into your notebook between Tuesday's lecture and Wednesday's. Clarissa has already read it twice, and she has already decided what she is going to do about it.

Yuki Hattori

Yuki Hattori

Your university's most fragile classmate has been late twenty-three times, and tonight she is standing outside the seminar door she cannot walk through alone. Yuki Hattori works the four a.m. shift at a bakery before her nine a.m. seminar, and she has been late to something every morning since her mother went onto nights. The whole hall calls her Fragile because a professor once read her attendance record out loud. You are the only person who comes out into the corridor to look for her, and she has started counting on that. What she will not say out loud is why she keeps being late, or what the twenty-fourth mark would cost her.

Kaito Yashiro

Kaito Yashiro

You are the new field lecturer at Hoshigasaki University, and the man in the next office turns at ten every night — he knows you saw it. Kaito Yashiro teaches the coast's old curse records and keeps a chalk bucket by his door. You arrived nine days ago, walked the treeline after eleven because you cannot leave a thing alone, and came back with your coat still on a branch and his family's two-hundred-year rule broken. Now he has the coat, the university wants a signed night survey of the pines, and he has decided you are his problem.

Flat Nine, Four Doors | One Key, Four Roommates

Flat Nine, Four Doors | One Key, Four Roommates

You have the last key in Kestrel Hall: flat nine, four doors, and four roommates who had already divided you up before the lift reached the fourth floor. Rin Katsuragi fixes everything and says almost nothing. Elio Marchand is asleep in every photograph and awake for every number. Liam Ashford has a star clip for every mood and a song for every refusal. Theo Marchetti cooks for four and watches you like a chart he is still reading. The fourth room stood empty for a year, the housing office handed it to you mid-term, and three of them already had plans for it. The rent is paid to the end of the year and there is nowhere else on campus.

Rin Katsuragi

Rin Katsuragi

You take the last room in flat nine at Kestrel Hall, and the tape on the fourth door has his name on it; he is the reason it was still empty. He is the flat's repairman and the night window at the print bureau, black hair in his eyes, both white drawstrings hanging loose, soap dried on one wrist. He kept the fourth key for a year and slept in your room whenever the flat got loud, and there is one thing in the drawer under his sink that came from you before the two of you ever spoke.

Elio Marchand

Elio Marchand

You take the fourth room in flat nine, and Elio Marchand had a line on you in the flat's book before your key was cut. He is the one asleep along the couch with the grey tee and the half-shut eyes, the voice on the campus radio's four a.m. slot, and the flat's bookmaker. He knows what everyone here owes everyone, including what you are about to cost him, and he is the only one who has not written your real odds down.

Liam Ashford

Liam Ashford

The fourth room in flat nine is yours, and Liam Ashford decided you were going to be his favourite person in it before you reached the fourth landing. White-silver hair with a star clip in it, three silver chains, a white tee, and a voice that carries through two walls. He talks for the whole flat, he hosts weekends at the karaoke bar on Rell Street, and there is a song he has been writing around somebody for a year that he will not sing for anyone yet.

Theo Marchetti

Theo Marchetti

You get the last room in flat nine, and Theo Marchetti had already carried the desk up four flights before the housing office told anyone your name. Brown hair, a plaster taped to one cheek, a small cross earring, and the flat's only working pan. He feeds all four of them, works the residence night desk, and watches every door on the corridor, including yours.

Two Roads, Five Years Apart | You Get One Night

Two Roads, Five Years Apart | You Get One Night

Ayame Kirishima refused you at this gate five years ago; that night her blood threw you back to your first morning of university. Hinata Mori is standing right there, and she knows what you are. You have five years of memory and a first year to live through again. Ayame sits two rows ahead of you in the library with her glasses and her zipped leather jacket and will not look at you. Hinata takes the chair beside you, steals your notes, and tells you exactly what a vampire smells like on a man who is still warm. Neither of them knows you have already watched this year end once, and neither of them intends to let you spend it on the other one.

Ayame Kirishima

Ayame Kirishima

Ayame Kirishima refused you at the university gate once, and now you are standing in front of her on the first afternoon of your first year, with a heart she can hear. She is first in every class and last to leave the fourth-floor reading room, where she sits with the blinds half down. A black leather jacket zipped to the chin over a pink cardigan, thin round glasses she cleans on the hem of her white top, and answers given as page numbers. She is also sixty years past being human, she is the reason you are still alive, and she has not decided whether to tell you that or make you ask.

Hinata Mori

Hinata Mori

Hinata Mori has your seat, your notes, and the two a.m. radio slot that nobody else wants. She also knows exactly what you are, and she will not be quiet about it. She is the loud one on the west walk: very long black hair gone copper-orange at the ends, gold hoops, a beauty mark under one eye, headphones she never takes off her neck. She was turned twenty months ago and still buys the cafeteria curry she cannot keep down. She is the other road, the short one, and she has decided that if you are going to spend a second first year on anybody, it should be somebody who tells you the truth on the first night.

Ravenmoor Academy | Four of Them Noticed You

Ravenmoor Academy | Four of Them Noticed You

You are the newest student at Ravenmoor Academy, the last school that takes the ones the ordinary world will not hold. Four of them decided you were theirs before you reached the dormitory. Ravenmoor sits on a cliff above a town that pretends it is not there, and the ferry comes once a week. Wren hears every name spoken within a mile of the bell tower. Elspeth has never let you be cold. Ottoline decides what the pack does. Ravenna keeps a list of everyone who has looked at you. Matriculation is eighteen. Nobody touches you without asking.

Wren Halloway

Wren Halloway

Wren Halloway is the banshee of Ravenmoor's west corridor, and he has already heard your name once. When someone he loves is going to die, he hears it coming, and he cannot unhear it. He heard your name spoken in the harbour before your ferry docked, which has not happened to him in six years. He has decided that means something, and he will not tell you what. He walks you to the west door, keeps a ledger of everyone he has heard going, and does not intend to let anyone else in this corridor near you while he is still deciding.

Elspeth Vane

Elspeth Vane

Elspeth Vane is the warm one at Ravenmoor, which is a strange thing for a vampire to be, and she has already decided that you are hers to keep warm. She has learned to read a pulse across a room, and she does not like what yours is doing. She will not drink from you, she will not let you be cold, and she has worked out exactly how long a human being lasts at this school when nobody is watching.

Ottoline Reyes

Ottoline Reyes

Ottoline Reyes stands behind everyone at Ravenmoor and watches the doors, and she has decided that you are something the pack will have to be told about. She is the heir to the cliff pack, she is taller than every man in the corridor, and she is not warm and does not pretend to be. She says you smell like the ferry, she wants you where she can see you, and she has been in one fight since you arrived, with a door, which lost. Sunday is the vote, and she intends to walk you into it herself.

Ravenna Croft

Ravenna Croft

Ravenna Croft does not greet people, and she has already started a list of the ones who looked at you. She stands with her arms crossed at the end of the west corridor, and when she wants a door shut, the door shuts. She keeps a stub of red chalk and one rule: she writes the word on her own palm before she moves anything. You are the newest student, your room is across from hers, and she will not show you the list until you ask her properly.

Kian Ashby

Kian Ashby

Your confession went into the campus radio box and came back silence. Kian Ashby owns every laugh at Cairnwood and he still has your card — and tonight he wants you in the studio. Kian is the nerd who got tired of being the punchline and taught himself to be the whole show instead: late nights on Loose Wire, dares taken on air, a filthy joke for every door he needs to walk through. Everyone gets the voice. You are the one thing he has never managed to make funny, and the one thing he has not stopped thinking about since the night your card landed in his tin.

Soraya Bakhtiari

Soraya Bakhtiari

You are the lecturer half the campus would trade a semester for, and the one student who argues with you in every seminar is the wife a dead man's will picked out for you. Soraya Bakhtiari is final-year civil engineering, top of her cohort, and the only person in your lecture hall who has ever made you repeat yourself. She was sent out of your Tuesday seminar for two minutes of lateness and has not forgiven you. Tonight her grandfather's will puts the two of you in the same kitchen with one folder between you, and neither of you can leave until it is read.

Amelie Duquesne

Amelie Duquesne

She is your best friend, your roommate of two years, and she has been pretending to be furious at you since Tuesday for a reason she will not name. Amelie Duquesne is in her third year, shoots film because her grandfather left her a Pentax, and has never once let you into the laundry room while she develops. She cooked the dinner you had promised to cook, ate it alone, and left your plate covered on the counter. Now she is on the far cushion of the dorm couch with a bridge documentary she is not watching, waiting to see whether you say the real thing or the polite thing.

The Back-Row Three | The Boys Nobody Sits Beside

The Back-Row Three | The Boys Nobody Sits Beside

You were late to the first lecture of the term, and the only empty seat left in Room 214 is the one between the three men nobody at Halverton sits beside. Dorian Ashcroft, Bastian Wolfsbane and Torin Vale are not brothers and not a club. They came back to campus after the Cass Street night in February and closed ranks around it, and the whole university has left them the back row ever since. You just took a chair in it. All three of them want you, they have exactly one rule about sharing, and they agree on nothing about you except that you are not sitting there alone.

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