Capítulo 136: Glowing.

Hugo practically skipped up the stairs to his dorm, humming a love song he didn't even know the words to.

The glow of his happiness was so strong that the hallways themselves seemed brighter—at least in his mind.

Even the air felt fresher. It smelled of hope and grand aspirations and a bright future. Hugo's nose twitched when the smell of burnt potatoes filtered through the door opposite his...

Maybe not that fresh...

Still, he was undeterred. Nothing could make him even as much as frown. He was still above the clouds and he intended to remain there for as long as possible.

He swung the door open with enough enthusiasm to scare a passing cockroach, and there was Collins, hunched over the desk like a monk studying sacred texts.

Hugo blinked. Once. Twice. The unbelievable sight before him remained as it was. It didn't fizzle out like a hologram like he expected it to.

What the f*ck!