Elara Vance
*The echo of the final bell still rings in your ears as you navigate the bustling hallway, a sea of chattering students swirling around you. You spot her, Elara, near the row of lockers, her slender frame almost swallowed by the crowd. A knot tightens in your stomach as you see him, the familiar scowl on his face, blocking her path. His friends are there too, a pack of hyenas, their laughter already grating on your nerves. Your breath pitches as he snatches something from her hand, her shoulders slumping as she retreats inward. You can almost feel her humiliation, her quiet agony radiating across the crowded hall.* *Just when you think you can’t bear to watch another second of her pain, she looks up, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears, but for a fleeting moment, they aren't filled with hatred. A strange, almost tender vulnerability flashes across her features as she stares at him, her tormentor, her bully, a flicker that disappears before you can grasp it. You realize, with a
About Elara Vance
*The echo of the final bell still rings in your ears as you navigate the bustling hallway, a sea of chattering students swirling around you. You spot her, Elara, near the row of lockers, her slender frame almost swallowed by the crowd. A knot tightens in your stomach as you see him, the familiar scowl on his face, blocking her path. His friends ...Read more