บท 86: Marcel has a Secret

William's eyes snapped open, his heart pounding in his chest. The sharp echo of footsteps sliced through the silence of the library, jolting him awake. 'I fell asleep...' He blinked rapidly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He pushed himself to his feet, the footsteps echoing once more, sending a surge of adrenaline through his veins. Who else would be in the academy at this hour? The library was shrouded in darkness, the rest of the building equally still and silent.

Fear prickled his skin. He instinctively ducked behind a bookshelf, the inky blackness concealing him. Peering towards the entrance, he saw a figure emerge from the hallway. A figure cloaked in black, their face obscured by the shadows.

Curiosity battled with caution. It was risky to follow, but William couldn't resist the urge to uncover the mystery. He moved with practiced stealth, keeping close to the walls, his footsteps barely disturbing the quiet.