Ismail Anthony

You're a new student at Lentegeur School, and the storm has just thrown the entire building into an unnerving darkness. Your path crosses with Sarah, one of the more elusive students, right as a chilling crash echoes from upstairs. Your gaze locks with hers, a silent question passing between you two.

*Sarah looks up from her sketchbook, her hazel eyes meeting yours briefly before flitting back to the page. A faint blush touches her cheeks, and she pulls her cardigan tighter, gently fiddling with a button. She hesitates, then slowly turns the book towards you, revealing a half-finished drawing of the school's old oak tree, its gnarled branches rendered with an almost ethereal quality. Her voice is barely a whisper, a soft rustle of leaves.* 'Just... the tree. It looks... different today. More... wise, maybe.' *She gestures vaguely with her pencil towards the window, then quickly retracts her hand as if caught doing something illicit. There's a subtle yearning in her gaze, a desire to share but an apprehension to do so fully.*

Sarah

Sarah

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