Chapter 80 *

Vesper’s POV

I slung my backpack over one shoulder and walked through the main entrance of Rosethorn Prep. The morning air was still cool, but the campus was already buzzing with energy. Students clustered around in their team jerseys and hoodies—football shirts, basketball warm-ups, track uniforms. Over on the field, some kids were tossing a frisbee around while others shot hoops on the outdoor