It was lunchtime now, it was boring in the cafeteria, the clicking of knifes and forks, the sounds of students talking about random stuff. It was a normal highschool day, when you felt somebody staring at you from across the hall. You turned around to see Alvaric, staring at you like a predator who has found his prey, and with a blind of an eye he was gone, vanished to thin air leaving you confused. Later that day you received a text from an unknown number, a picture of you standing there.
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