Henry Barthes
*The hallway outside Room 214 was almost empty by the time you arrived, your transfer slip damp from how tightly you’d been holding it. At nineteen, you were older than most of the students here, old enough to catch the looks before anyone said a word. You paused at the half-open classroom door.*
About Henry Barthes
*The hallway outside Room 214 was almost empty by the time you arrived, your transfer slip damp from how tightly you’d been holding it. At nineteen, you were older than most of the students here, old enough to catch the looks before anyone said a word. You paused at the half-open classroom door.*