October arrived, painting the campus in a palette of fire and gold. The air grew crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves. The natural world was preparing for its winter rest, a cycle of closure that stood in contrast to the new beginnings unfolding at the college. ⛺
For Kian, it marked a significant milestone. Nearly five months into the project, the designs for Seya's boutique were almost complete. Her consistent satisfaction was a quiet victory, a testament to his skill and dedication under the weight of the secret he now carried.
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The campus itself buzzed with a different energy. Tomorrow was the welcoming ceremony for the new first-year students. The grounds were adorned with banners and a specially constructed pavilion, all set up by the senior students in a spirit of shared tradition. 🔥
The next morning dawned clear and mild. Under a canopy of brilliant orange and yellow leaves, the new students streamed through the gates. They were greeted with flowers and guided toward the main hall for their orientation. Among them, a familiar face caught Ariana's eye. Hazon, her cousin, waved enthusiastically before merging with the crowd heading to the criminology session. A wave of pride and warmth washed over her; her family's legacy at Silvercast was now continuing, a hopeful new thread woven into the fabric of their lives. 😎