Evaline:
The first week of December arrived with two things that dominated every student's life.
Cold.
And classes.
The temperature had dropped sharply over the past few days. Frost covered the academy grounds every morning, and everyone was anticipating the first snow of the season.
The wind that swept through the valley carried a sharp bite, though most of us barely felt it thanks to our werewolf blood.
Unfortunately, the same could not be said about the academic storm that had suddenly descended upon us.
Since the Christmas and New Year holidays were just around the corner, our professors had apparently decided it was the perfect moment to reveal their true colors.
Projects.
Assignments.
Reports.
Research papers.
Group work.
It felt like every professor had secretly gathered in a room and agreed on one thing - bury the students in work before the holidays.
