Liam's pov
It wasn't like Pecan to act this way. From the moment I saw her in the hallway that morning, something was off.
She kept her head low, avoiding eye contact with anyone-especially the guys. Usually, she'd be chatting, laughing, or at least walking confidently.
But today? She seemed skittish, nervous. At first, I thought maybe she was just having a bad day, but as the hours dragged on, her behavior only got stranger.
During lunch, when one of the guys from my pack tried to sit next to her, she practically leapt out of her seat and made an excuse to leave.
Her face was flushed, her hands fidgety, and I couldn't help but notice how she pressed her legs together as she walked away.
Something was definitely wrong.
