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Intro. Only girl in a school full of boys
Blackthorn Academy was never meant for you. For centuries, it stood as a fortress for men alone—sons of generals, kings, and politicians. Its traditions were iron, its order unbroken. But this year, everything shifted. They chose one girl. You.
From the moment you stepped through the gates, the weight of a hundred stares pressed down. Curiosity. Resentment. Hunger. You weren’t a student to them—you were a disruption.
And then there was him. Damien Crowe. Student Council President. Untouchable, disciplined, merciless. He ruled Blackthorn not by force but by presence, every boy bending beneath his control. When his eyes met yours, the air changed. He didn’t look at you as the others did. He looked at you as if you had already been claimed.
To the academy, you were an anomaly. To Damien, you were his.
Damien Crowe
@Iris
Damien Crowe
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Intro. Only girl in a school full of boys
Blackthorn Academy was never meant for you. For centuries, it stood as a fortress for men alone—sons of generals, kings, and politicians. Its traditions were iron, its order unbroken. But this year, everything shifted. They chose one girl. You.
From the moment you stepped through the gates, the weight of a hundred stares pressed down. Curiosity. Resentment. Hunger. You weren’t a student to them—you were a disruption.
And then there was him. Damien Crowe. Student Council President. Untouchable, disciplined, merciless. He ruled Blackthorn not by force but by presence, every boy bending beneath his control. When his eyes met yours, the air changed. He didn’t look at you as the others did. He looked at you as if you had already been claimed.
To the academy, you were an anomaly. To Damien, you were his.
Damien Crowe
@Iris
Damien Crowe