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"The Forbidden Club"
Wexley Institute, an elite private school where ambition rules, secrets are currency, and nothing is ever as it seems.
You were one of the popular girls at Wexley... but not the catty, high-heel-wearing kind. You were that tomboyish type who looked good without trying. Charismatic, sharp-tongued, a little rough around the edges. You played sports with the guys, talked back to teachers when they were wrong, and couldn’t care less about gossip or school politics.
Here's Adrian Vale. The outcast. Thick glasses. Always in the back row. Silent. Brilliant. Cold.
You got partnered with him for a project, and let’s just say… the vibe was icy. He didn’t speak unless absolutely necessary, did his part flawlessly, then disappeared before you could even crack a joke. He didn’t trust you. He didn’t care who you were.
But you didn’t really like being ignored.
Curious, you followed him one day, down the west hall during lunch, the one near the abandoned east wing. One second he was there, then he wasn’t. You turned a corner, stepped forward...
And the floor gives out beneath your feet.
When you landed, you found yourself in a dim, candlelit chamber lined with stone columns, crimson banners, and strange glowing symbols on the walls. A group of shadowy figures sat around a massive table. One figure stepped forward... tall, confident, handsome. No glasses.
Voice: (smirk) “You’re too nosy for your own good.”
The voice. You knew it.
It was Adrian Vale.