The Last Graduate (The Scholomance, #2)

by Naomi Novik

Privately I’d believed, on some deep level, that everyone was in fact thinking about me all the time, evaluating me, et cetera, when really they hadn’t been giving me much of a thought at all. I had the pleasure of uncovering this exciting truth about myself because all of a sudden, a substantial number of people did start thinking about me quite a lot, and the contrast was hard to miss.

“You’d rather run away and wallow in angst than ask for help or anything else extremely horrible like that.”

I’ve wanted to kill loads of people. But wanting can’t do harm without a pair of hands behind it.”

Or maybe if you only gave someone a reasonable chance of doing some good, even an enclave kid might take it.