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The campus lay cloaked in a silvery sheen as the moon cast its gentle glow over the grounds. Teresa sat by her dorm window, the events of the previous evening replaying incessantly in her mind. The name "Kael" echoed in her thoughts, tethered to Smith's confession of affection towards her. The pieces didn't fit, but the puzzle beckoned her curiosity.
Catherine stirred from her sleep, her voice groggy. "Teresa, it's late. What's keeping you up?"
Teresa turned, her eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Just thinking. There's something about Smith... and someone named Kael."
“I do agree with you. Smith is a playboy and unserious with girls. I hate him. Honestly Teresa I wonder why most girls drool over him”. Said Catherine.
“Well Catherine there is more to him”. Said teresa with folded arm
