Aria.
Boyfriend?
The word echoed in my head like a slap.
I blinked, my fingers fumbling to button up my shirt again, suddenly aware of everything, my plain uniform, the worn straps of my backpack, the heat rushing to my cheeks.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think.
This girl standing right in front of me was flawless, confident, unreal. Platinum blonde hair flowed straight down her back, not a single strand out of place. Her eyes were piercing, an icy kind of blue that made you want to look away even as they pulled you in.
Everything about her was sharp and polished. Her red blazer fit like it had been tailored just for her, the silver crest on it glinting under the hallway lights, a crescent moon with claws slashing through a shield.
Moonveil.
She wasn’t one of us.
Her skirt was s
