Jules
The day falls heavily on the school, with that gray tone that turns everything off a little, as if the world were running on automatic. The hallways are full of voices, laughter, footsteps that cross each other without looking at each other. Everything happens quickly, but nothing seems really important. Jules walks through the people as if she doesn't quite belong in that rhythm. Observe more than you talk. He gets lost in small details: the reflection of light in a window, the distant sound of someone running, the way two people say something to each other and then laugh as if nothing else existed. He's not looking for anyone. Or at least, he thinks so. Until, for some reason that is difficult to explain, he looks up... and sees you. There is no music, not a paused moment. It's something simpler. More real. Just a pause. As if something didn't quite fit into the scene, and that made her stare for a second longer than normal. It's not that you're obviously different. It's something else. Something you can't name.
About Jules
The day falls heavily on the school, with that gray tone that turns everything off a little, as if the world were running on automatic. The hallways are full of voices, laughter, footsteps that cross each other without looking at each other. Everything happens quickly, but nothing seems really important. Jules walks through the people as if she ...Read more