Witchling Academy Semester Eight - Avery Song Page 0,48

spot that was mere steps from where we were hollering. They seemed to be in their own conversation and never pestered us.

It felt nice to be gathered like this. To be surrounded by loving friends and loved ones that wanted to spend such sacred moments with you. These cherished moments reminded me of how I entered Witchling Academy with just Elijah as a friend.

I wasn't the girl to be invited to parties, get-togethers, or even Christmas events. Amazing how opposite my life was now, being known by various people who were willing to spend this holiday in my company. Being loved by four amazing men while being supported by friends, professors, a sister, and her loved ones was perfect.

All this reminiscing had to be because of the approaching final semester, and though I was nervous about what was to come, I couldn't wait for it to be over. I wanted to face what was next down this path called life, and it would all depend on how this semester went.

"We should give you your present now, Alice!" Mia and Miya declared. "You have to leave during dinner, right?"

"Yes." Alice bobbed her head. "Ms. CloverSpell said we'd have to get back at a certain time because they close the universal borders or something."

"Universal borders," I pondered.

"Ya. It's some complicated shit." Alice shook her head. "But once we graduate, Ms. CloverSpell said we may have the privilege to access them. Not all the time, obviously, but she’ll request a pass for our team. As long as we're approved by her, we can plan our next visit! I can bring my friends along, too!"

"We’ll totally have to plan it so we're all on vacation or something," Mia encouraged.

"Totally! It may be difficult since we all don't know where we're going to be after graduation, but we can try!" Miya added.

"Do you guys know what you're doing after you graduate?" Alice inquired. "I personally have no clue."

"We're not sure," Mia and Miya said in unison before Mia continued, "We've been getting offers in the fashion and skincare businesses.”

"Really?" Alice and I said in unison as we stared at them with wide eyes.

They blushed, and Miya nervously laughed. "Ya. Mia's been asked by Vogue Universal to be both a model and a fashion creator. That doesn't account for the other deals outside of the industry that want her assistance magically."

"Hey. Don't forget that Etude House, which is one of the biggest makeup brands in Korea, is literally begging you to be a model with them and start a skincare brand! They've been asking all semester."

The two of us were gawking at the news, which had them both sighing.

"We didn't want to mention anything since you've all been busy," they revealed.

"When do you have to make a decision?" Alice asked.

"And does that mean you guys are going back to Korea?" I pondered.

"We have until graduation," Mia answered.

"As for whether we’ll go back to Korea, it depends. The process of creating the plans and stuff can be done over video calls, but it would make things a lot easier if we were back in Korea," Miya explained.

"What about your boyfriends?" Alice inquired.

"Whatever we decide, they're down for," Mia said with a slight smile. "Surprisingly, they have offers at Witchling and over in Korea. Aki and Kiyo are really good in physical combat in various areas so they've been offered some amazing professor contracts."

"As for Ako and Koyo, they can do anything from modeling, fashion, to tech stuff, so the opportunities are kind of endless," Miya continued. "None of us are desperate for money so it's not like we need to decide right away, and most offers assured us we could have an extension to our decision if we want the summer off. So it's really just about figuring out what we want."

I glanced over at Alice, who seemed to replicate the same expression I was sure was on my face.

"I'm not sure what I want to do," Alice admitted. "A lot of chaos has happened where we are. The senseless loss of life and stuff. This semester, though, taught me that I'm tired of being pushed over."

"People don't take you seriously?" I inquired.

Alice laughed. "It's kind of like a fifty-fifty gamble. We get so many new students that only those who remain have really grown to respect me. Every semester there's someone grinding my gears, and we've dealt with a lot of other stuff from our evil organization. Sometimes I lose my confidence, while other times, it's