Mia’s POV
I slowly moved.
And even slower—
I turned.
For a moment, I expected to see nothing.
Maybe I had imagined it.
Maybe the exhaustion from the journey, the unfamiliar environment, and everything happening around me had finally caught up with me.
But I wasn’t imagining it.
Someone was standing behind me.
A few rows away.
Watching me.
He wasn’t sitting like everyone else.
He stood slightly away from the crowd, one hand resting casually at his side while the other was tucked into the pocket of his jacket.
The first thing I noticed was how calm he looked.
The auditorium was filled with hundreds of students.
Whispers.
Laughter.
The sound of chairs moving.
The principal’s voice still echoing from the stage.
But somehow, he seemed completely unaffected by any of it.
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