Nyx
I tried to focus on the lecture. I really did.
But my mind kept going back to him. The way he looked at me… it wasn't normal. It wasn't just confusion. It was like he recognized me. Which made no sense. I've never seen him before. "Nyx!" my friend whispered, nudging my arm. "Where are you lost?" "Nowhere," I muttered, opening my notebook and pretending to write something. But the truth was I couldn't shake that feeling. Something wasn't right.
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The bell rang, and the class erupted into noise. Chairs scraping, people talking, laughter echoing in the hallway.
I stepped out, trying to breathe normally.
And then I saw him again.
Leaning against the corridor wall like he had all the time in the world. Waiting. For me. My steps slowed. Why is he here? Our eyes met. That same look. Sharp. Focused. Almost… hungry. A chill ran down my spine. He pushed himself off the wall and started walking toward me. One step. Two steps. My heart started racing for no reason. "Do I know you?" I asked before he could say anything. He stopped in front of me. For a moment, he didn't speak. Just stared. Then, quietly "No," he said. But his eyes said something else. Something dangerous.