Security tightens at the academy—every glance lingers, every uniform whispers secrets. The guard’s hands trace forbidden...

Security tightens at the academy—every glance lingers, every uniform whispers secrets. The guard’s hands trace forbidden lines as he searches, but the real danger isn’t in the lockers… it’s in the way those blazers cling. #academysecrets

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