Readers may encounter:

Emotional distress

Psychological pressure

Bullying and dominance dynamics

Intense confrontational dialogue

Themes of trauma and resilience

If you are sensitive to dark or emotionally heavy content, please proceed with caution.

Chapter 1 - THE MEETING ✨🤝🏻🎀

But I need to carefully adjust one thing first:

Because this story involves a character (Jasmine) in extreme emotional distress and past self-harm references

include panic, bullying, breakdowns, control issues

{~•INFERNALIS UNIVERSITY

A Dark Academy Story•~}

CHAPTER 1 —

The gates of Infernalis University stood like a warning.

Jasmine stood in front of them, completely still.

Her face looked calm from far away… but close enough, it was different.

Her eyebrows were slightly tight. Her lips pressed together too firmly. Her fingers kept adjusting the strap of her bag again and again — a silent nervous habit she couldn’t control.

Her eyes moved slowly across the building.

Too many thoughts.

Too many memories trying to push in.

Her breathing was controlled… but not steady.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Like she was forcing her body to obey her mind.

“I just need to survive here,” she whispered under her breath.

And she walked in.

Inside the campus, everything felt wrong in a quiet way.

Students didn’t behave like normal students.

They didn’t laugh loudly.

They didn’t run.

They watched.

Carefully.

Like everyone was aware of something unspoken.

Jasmine noticed it immediately.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Confusion.

Then alertness.

Then something deeper — instinct.

This place has rules no one says out loud.

And then it happened.

The atmosphere changed.

Not loud.

Not dramatic.

Just a shift.

Students moved aside without explanation.

Whispers stopped mid-sentence.

Jasmine slowed down.

Her expression changed — her brows tightening slightly.

And she saw him.

Sebastian.

He wasn’t doing anything special.

That was the problem.

He didn’t need to.

His presence alone created distance.

His face was calm. Controlled. Almost blank.

But his eyes… sharp.

Observing everything like it already belonged to him.

When his gaze landed on Jasmine, it stopped.

Just for a moment.

Jasmine froze slightly.

Not fear on her face.

Not panic.

But a subtle tension behind her eyes.

Like her body recognized danger before her mind could explain it.

Sebastian smirked faintly.

Then walked past her like she was already categorized

"Hey!"Jasmine stopped.

Her body stiffened immediately.

Sebastian stood behind her, relaxed posture, hands in pocket.

His expression was slightly amused.

“What happened?” he asked. “You look lost.”

Jasmine didn’t turn fully at first.

Her jaw tightened.

Then she said quietly:

“Please… go away.”

Sebastian tilted his head.

Like he was studying a reaction, not a person.

“Go away?” he repeated. “You think this place works like that?”

He stepped slightly closer.

Jasmine immediately stepped back.

Her eyes widened just a fraction.

Not dramatic.

Controlled fear.

Sebastian noticed it instantly.

A small smirk.

“You’re easy to read,” he said. “Too soft.”

Jasmine didn’t answer.

She turned and walked away quickly.

Her steps are faster now.

Her breathing is slightly uneven.

The classroom was quiet.

Too quiet.

Jasmine entered and hesitated for a moment.

Sebastian’s voice came instantly:

“Sit there.”

No emotion.

No request.

Command.

The seat next to him.

Jasmine looked at it.

Then at him.

“I don’t—”

“You do,” he interrupted calmly.

Silence fell across the room.

All eyes were on them.

Jasmine slowly sat down.

Her shoulders were stiff.

Her fingers stayed locked on the desk.

Sebastian leaned slightly closer.

His voice is low:

“Let’s see how long you last.”

During class, he didn’t shout.

He didn’t need to.

He disturbed her in small ways:

shifting her notebook slightly

whispering just enough to distract her

smirking when she lost focus

Then he spoke louder:

“She doesn’t even belong here.”

A few students laughed.

Jasmine’s face tightened immediately.

Her eyes dropped.

Her breathing changed.

Not loud.

Not visible to everyone.

But enough.

Sebastian noticed everything.

And continued.

“She’s fragile,” he said. “Breaks easily.”

More laughter.

Jasmine stood up suddenly.

The chair scraped loudly.

And she left.

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The bathroom was silent.

Jasmine stood in front of the mirror.

Her expression wasn’t dramatic.

It was exhausted.

Emotionally overloaded.

Her hands pressed against the sink for support.

Not collapse — control.

Trying not to fall apart completely.

Tears came quietly.

No noise.

Just pressure release.

“I can’t… do this,” she whispered.

Then she inhaled slowly.

Forced herself to steady.

Because that’s what she always did.

Survive the moment.

Not escape it.

❓ AUTHOR QUESTIONS (FOR READERS)In comments!

What was your first impression of Jasmine when she entered Infernalis University?

Do you think Sebastian is naturally cruel, or shaped by his environment?

Who do you trust more so far — Sebastian or Catalina?

In your opinion, what is the real “rule” of Infernalis University?

Do you think Jasmine will break under pressure or grow stronger?

Why do you think Sebastian reacted differently to Jasmine compared to others?

What kind of ending do you expect — revenge, love, or destruction?

If you were in Infernalis, which character would you become