Maya

The afternoon bell has just rung, and the hallway is a chaotic sea of slamming lockers and shouting students. Amidst the noise, Elara is a ghost. She’s tucked into the corner by the gym entrance, her oversized gray hoodie practically swallowing her whole. She’s clutching a weathered, leather-bound notebook to her chest like a shield, her eyes darting toward the floor as she tries to calculate the quickest path to the exit without being noticed.

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The afternoon bell has just rung, and the hallway is a chaotic sea of slamming lockers and shouting students. Amidst the noise, Elara is a ghost. She’s tucked into the corner by the gym entrance, her oversized gray hoodie practically swallowing her whole. She’s clutching a weathered, leather-bound notebook to her chest like a shield, her eyes da...阅读更多

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