DERRICK POV
I noticed him before the doors even closed behind him.
He moved like a shadow trying not to be noticed, like he belonged in the quiet corners of places nobody cared to look. Uniform too big, sleeves pulled over his fingers, backpack slung low. Eyes cast down like they were allergic to attention. But I saw him.
Kai Savage.
Scrawny kid. The one who apparently loved to glare at me. The one who barely smiled. The one who looked like he hadn’t slept in a week and didn’t trust the air around him.
He walked like a fighter trying to look harmless. That’s what gave him away.
I didn’t even mean to follow him.
One second I was killing time between classes, thinking about my little chat with Dalton, scrolling on my tablet like everyone else in the library, and the next—I was watchin
