{Elira}
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When I got back to the dorm, my friends were sprawled across the room, their chatter a low hum against the faint music playing from Nari's speaker.
I shut the door quietly, drawing their attention almost immediately.
Cambria was the first to notice the paper bag in my hand. "What's that?" she asked, lifting her chin curiously.
"Snacks," I said, setting the bag on my desk. "Two first-years gave them to me on my way here."
"Your fans?" Nari gasped dramatically, sitting up so fast her pillow tumbled to the floor. "I almost forgot you have fans now."
I rolled my eyes. "I guess?"
But Tamryn crossed her arms, the voice of reason as always. "Elira, I don't think you should eat that."
Everyone turned to her.
She leaned forward, her tone firm but calm. "You really need to be careful this period, Elira. You've been getting attention from all sides lately—some good, some not. You don't know who might send what, or what their intentions are."
