Just a Mayfair-Bloomsbury blue-stocking, with a poor (and worthless, according to my mother) BA in Classics and Modern Languages.
I’d like to get paid to turn oxygen into carbon dioxide, which I’ve been doing routinely for over twenty years.
Alternatively, I could be content to live by writing something now and then, as long as someone wants to read me.
2A more ruthless Classroom of the Elite with harder challenges; also, no Ayanokōji, no White Room – let's try to swap them with a handful of girls who want to challenge the rules. In a world locked in endless winter due to failed geoengineering, humanity's survivors live underground, relying o...
