Rumors on campus... The mossy stones of Columtreal whispered louder yesterday, carrying murmurs of shadows shifting beneath the ivy. Whispers spread that the main hall’s former asylum walls still remembered midnight deals—this time, involving a pact between a silent faculty member and a student whose ambitions threaten to unravel more than grades. Meanwhile, an unusual surge at the Campus Clinic sparked rumors of a secretive ailment, quietly treated but fiercely guarded. And over at the Greek row’s boba shop, hushed talks hinted at a brewing rivalry—one that might spill into the Bleau Wag’s dim corners before the next dawn. In Columtreal, knowledge is power, but secrets… secrets are a currency all their own.
