I had to mull over my thoughts on this for a little while. S.T. Gibson has the magnificent ability to destroy me with their words. I have sat on the ending lines of this book and pondered the possibilities. I hurt so deeply. Laura and Carmilla are deeply embedded into my psyche. Their academic rivals is the exact brand of "I can't stand the idea that we are equals but you are the only person who has ever challenged me to become better" that I have unknowingly been searching for my whole life. I was swept up by their relationship with not only each other but with De LaFontaine as well. They both approached her in such similar yet different ways. Gibson's ability to balance both love and toxicity is enthralling. 

An Education in Malice, to me, is a masterclass on the dark academia atmosphere. I walked through the hallowed halls of Saint Perpetua's College, sat in on De LaFontaine's poetry classes, and anxiously experienced the plague of dark magic. It was perfectly gothic and hauntingly romantic. My only complaint is that I wish it could've been longer. I so desperately want to continue turning the pages of this wonderful book.