Professor Miller's voice droned on about literary techniques as I stared out the classroom window, my mind drifting between thoughts of Rhys and my coursework. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across campus, and I found myself wondering what Rhys was doing at that exact moment. Was he still in that mysterious meeting with his parents?
"And now, for the assignment that will determine thirty percent of your final grade," Professor Miller announced, instantly pulling me back to reality.
The classroom fell silent. Beside me, Seraphina straightened in her chair, her pen poised over her notebook.
"You will work in pairs to analyze the thematic elements of werewolf folklore in contemporary literature," Professor Miller continued, adjusting her glasses. "This is not a report to be taken lightly. I expect original analysis, thorough research, and impeccable citations."
