~ Seraphina’s POV
I blink.
Not because I’m shocked by what he said, though that alone was enough to freeze the entire classroom, but because I was expecting the voice to come from someone else entirely.
But it isn’t Jonathan.
It’s the guy beside him.
He is tall...looks over 6 foot and his eyes looks so sharp. Piercing. Like an eagle. I stare at his hair, the dark curls curling slightly over his forehead like they were sculpted on purpose. His blazer is hanging a little off one shoulder like he doesn’t really care what uniform rules are. His mouth is quirked at the corner, like he knows something no one else does.
And he’s definitely not from here. Because I have never see him, but then...he looks somehow oddly and weirdly familiar, but I don’t know where or how to place it. I've neve
