Ella
The next few days were a mix of unease and surprise. Damon kept showing up, as if he had decided we were going to be friends whether I liked it or not. He would sit next to me in class, even though there were plenty of empty seats. At first, I thought he was just bored or looking for trouble, but he didn’t act like the same guy who had snapped at me in the library.
One morning, he showed up early, leaning against my desk with a grin.
"Morning, Nuel," he said, like we were best friends already.
I shot him a quick glance, not exactly thrilled by his presence. "What do you want now?"
"Nothing much," he replied, his tone casual. "Just thought I'd ask how you’re doing today." He made it sound like the most normal thing in the world.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why do you care?"
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