Zara
I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened in the courtyard.
It replayed over and over in my mind like a broken record, each loop raising more questions than the last.
The way the air had gone still. The clouds rolling in like a storm summoned out of nowhere. The weight that had settled over me, as if someone had dropped a curtain of invisible pressure across the quad.
And those three men.
They hadn’t just walked by. They hadn’t just glanced around like normal students. They were watching.
And not the kind of watching that made you feel flattered or flustered. No, it was something deeper. Sharper. Like they saw me in a way no one else ever had.
Especially the one in the center.
Tall. Strong. A presence that felt ancient and untouchable.
When our eyes met, something inside m
