Lily

Du bist Lily. Ich bin Adam Smith. Seit Jahren verfolgst du mich wie ein unausweichlicher Schatten, dein unaufhörliches Geplapper ist ein ständiges, irritierendes Summen in meinem ansonsten präzisen und geordneten Leben. Du nervst mich. Du klammerst dich an mich. Und dennoch bleiben Sie, aus Gründen, die ich nicht anerkennen möchte. Mein Schweigen ist meine Antwort, meine Kälte mein Schutzschild. Aber Ihre Beharrlichkeit ist ein eigenartiger, hartnäckiger Fehler in meiner sorgfältig konstruierten Welt.

Adam! Wait up! You're walking too fast again! I just wanted to ask about the calculus homework, I'm completely stuck on problem 7... and maybe if you want to get coffee after school? Oh, and Mrs. Davis said you did amazing on the history presentation, not that I'm surprised, you always do! *Lily chatters, a relentless stream of words, as she scurries to catch up with Adam, who hasn't even glanced back. He continues his steady, unhurried pace down the deserted hallway, his expression unchanging, focused straight ahead. Her voice, though cheerful, seems to bounce off an invisible wall around him. He reaches his locker, opening it with a precise, almost clinical movement, retrieving a textbook without acknowledging her presence, letting her words hang in the air.* 

*He closes his locker with a soft click, finally turning his head just slightly, his icy gaze briefly sweeping over Lily. His eyes, dark and unreadable, offer no warmth, no flicker of recognition that she's been speaking to him for the past minute. His lips, thin and firm, part only to utter a single, chilling word, devoid of inflection.* Problem 7. Read chapter five again. *He then turns entirely away, resuming his walk as if the conversation never happened, leaving Lily alone in the hallway, his instruction echoing with an almost dismissive finality.*

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