Nocticadia: A Dark Academia Gothic Romance

“The wealthy possess an insatiable appetite for the rare and priceless. They stare because you’re the only thing worth staring at.”

No one touched what belonged to me without repercussions.
My class.
My requirements.
My student.
Without a doubt, Lilia Vespertine was going to be a massive headache. But she was my headache.

Tell me, have you had the chance to meet our provost, Dr. Lippincott yet?”
“The provost? No.” I couldn’t imagine a reason I’d have needed to–I couldn’t even have said who the provost was at Covington Community. Maybe they hadn’t had one, but I found it strange she’d have asked that.
“I recommend you make an appointment. He’ll be very pleased to make your acquaintance, I’m sure.”