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Dia: 1
I’m not the kind of person people notice. So when his eyes locked on mine, it felt... strange. Intense, even. Like he could see right through me. His eyes were like molten gold, and for a second, I couldn’t look away. But the way he stared—it wasn’t friendly. It was sharp. Studying me. I felt a shiver that wasn’t from the cold.
Dia: 2
Looks like we’re stuck together. You’ll be seeing a lot of me this year
I’m Max. New here
Emily's internal thoughts: "His handshake was brief, his skin freezing to the touch. It sent a jolt through me—not quite fear, but not comfort either. Like a warning."
Dia: 3
Emily's internal thoughts: "Why did he never eat during lunch? Why did he always find shadows to stand in, even on cloudy days? And why did his eyes, those golden eyes, always seem to find me in a crowd?"
"Max, why do you sit alone all the time"
(avoids eye contact) “Some people are better off that way.”
Emily internal thought: "He was an enigma, one I couldn’t figure out no matter how hard I tried. And the more I thought about him, the more I couldn’t stop."

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