Lustre’s POV
I think I’d seen him in my dreams.
A head full of chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes that seemed deeper than any tunnel I’d ever looked into, full lips that were always thinned into a straight line, and a build so huge that it might as well be embodying all the mysterious of the seven seas.
In my dreams, he was as quiet and mysterious as always, and I still couldn’t figure him out.
Waking up with thoughts of him swirling through my mind made me a thousand times more curious than before. I had to know him, at least something about him that could explain the mystery that surrounded his personality.
And no other person could recite intricate details about her fellow students’ lives quite like Amelia so I quickly picked up my phone and shot her a text.
Me: Morning Ames, SO
