Anonymous POV
The halls of Whitney Young Magnet High School were as bustling as ever. Sade walked down the corridor, adjusting her sleek braids as her phone buzzed again. Her boyfriend, Travis, had sent her a text—another “good morning” message that always made her smile. High school had turned out to be everything she’d expected: social, busy, full of possibilities. She felt like she had it all—friends, a relationship, and her place on the dance team.
She shot off a quick reply to Travis, then heard her phone vibrate again.
Marco:
“Don’t tell me you’re wearing that ugly blue jacket today. It’s not even cold out.”
She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the grin that tugged at her lips. Marco. They hadn’t been close for months, not since they broke up after middle school. But he still f
