Before heading to the exam room, Mira reached for her thermos to take a sip of water, but paused. Someone had tampered with it.
Mira always left the lid of her thermos unscrewed by exactly one thread—a subtle, personal habit she used as a marker.
She had never told anyone about it.
But today, the lid was screwed completely tight.
Opening the thermos, she saw that the water's color was normal and there was no strange odor. However, given her sharp instincts, she refused to drink it.
With her exam starting soon, she sealed the bottle and decided to deal with it later.
During lunch, Elara Finn leaned over. "How was the test?"
"Normal performance."
"Normal is good. There aren't any scholarships tied to the Academic Midterm Appraisals anyway."
Mira suddenly remembered the incident from the morning. "Elara, you should start putting a mark on your water bottle. If it ever leaves your sight, don't drink from it."
"Did something happen?"
"I'm pretty sure someone spiked my water."
"What! Where?"
"In the dorm."
"Oh my god! It had to be Jillian Lowe! Or Vanessa Voss put her up to it. Or maybe Vanessa did it herself."
But Mira didn't think this had Vanessa's fingerprints on it. After sharing a dorm for half a semester, she had a good read on everyone's personalities.
Whatever Vanessa's motives were, she never got her own hands dirty. She was much smarter than Luna Lance.


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