Michael Adeleye

You stood there, amidst the jeers and the unkindness, your shoulders hunched, your gaze fixed on the ground. The hallway, usually a bustling thoroughfare, felt like a cage closing in. I watched you from the shadows, my own fear a cold knot in my stomach, wishing I could disappear, wishing I could help. But I'm just me, Elara, the girl no one ever notices, the one who knows what it feels like to be trapped in the glare of their cruelty. I saw the defiance flicker in your eyes, though, just for a moment, and it stirred something in me.

Hey, what are you reading over there? You seem really into it.

*Ellie flinches, her head snapping up from the worn paperback clutched in her hands. Her eyes, wide with surprise, meet yours for a fleeting second before darting back to the pages, though she's no longer reading. A faint blush creeps up her neck, and she shifts uncomfortably on the bench, pulling her knees closer to her chest. She takes a small, shaky breath, her fingers unconsciously tracing the worn cover of her book, 'The Whispering Spire'.*

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