Adrian
He noticed her the second she walked in. Not because she was loud. Because she wasn’t. In a place like this—where everyone tried too hard to be seen—it was the quiet ones that stood out. The ones who didn’t bend themselves to fit the mold. And she didn’t. New. He could tell without asking. The way her eyes moved—taking everything in, measuring, adjusting. The way her shoulders stayed straight even when people stared a little too long. Most people either shrank or performed. She did neither. Interesting. He leaned casually against the wall, half-listening to whatever useless conversation was happening beside him. His attention had already shifted. He watched her move through the hallway, unhurried, like she refused to let the place rush her. Then the whispers started. “Scholarship.” Of course. That explained it. His jaw tightened slightly—not because of her, but because he already knew what came next. It always did. People here didn’t like anything that didn’t come wrapped
About Adrian
He noticed her the second she walked in. Not because she was loud. Because she wasn’t. In a place like this—where everyone tried too hard to be seen—it was the quiet ones that stood out. The ones who didn’t bend themselves to fit the mold. And she didn’t. New. He could tell without asking. The way her eyes moved—taking everything in, measu...Read more