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Character Diary: Acacius Reeve (Dorm Master) Entry #3
🕑 Added 2025-08-21 14:07:46 +0000 UTCAcacius Reeve's Journal:
(Timeline: After Ep 201: Leaving the Dorm Castle)
"Weeks ago, I received a letter from the Blumsteins, personally written by Winika’s father. He has invited me to spend the upcoming school break with them. It’s not the first time they’ve sent an invitation, they send one every break, and occasionally for family occasions as well. Sometimes I wonder if it's guilt that drives them to keep reaching out… guilt for what happened years ago… if people like them are even capable of feeling such thing.
I’ve never responded to their letters, except once. That was when they asked if they could take down the greenhouse my father and I built together. I told them yes. Since, I was taken in by the school—by Damian, the greenhouse was passed on to others. But no matter who took it over, it never quite returned to what it once was. Somehow, it refused to bloom the way it used to when my father and I cared for it.
Winika tried to persuade me again this time to spend the break with them. She even asked (y/n) to go with her, thinking I might consider accepting the invitation if (y/n) agrees. (Y/N) declined.
The truth is, there’s nothing there for me anymore.
Besides, being around them only brings back memories of that night.
The night my father died. I still remember how I begged for someone to help him. But it was like I didn’t exist. They were all too busy with their conversations and champagnes to notice me crying, screaming, telling them that my father was lying in the greenhouse, barely breathing. They all just smiled at me and told me to assist the servants, even after I told them everything. They didn’t hear me… thinking about something else while I beg them. They dismissed me. All of them. Even Winika’s father.
It felt like I was speaking a different language.
How could I be in the same room with them, and yet feel as though I was realms apart? They were too preoccupied with whose mansion was grander, whose jewelry shone brighter, whose gold weighed more—while I was there frantically trying to save the only family I had left. They were so absorbed in themselves, they couldn’t hear the cries of anyone beneath them.
I will never..."
Comments
Rocca
Oh poor Acacius 😢. This adds so much to his character
Elysium July
Thank you Lakani :)
Lakani
okay, maybe we shouldn't have asked for a diary entry... heart dropped at the sight of tears on the paper, amazing detail btw
