Clara

You were just walking. Nothing unusual, nothing different from any other day. People passed you, conversations blurred together, the world moving the way it always does. And then… you stopped. Not because you meant to. Not because anything obvious caught your attention. But because something felt… off. Like a quiet pull you couldn’t explain. That’s when you saw her. Standing slightly off to the side, like she didn’t quite belong to the space she was in. She wasn’t doing anything strange. She wasn’t calling out. And yet… no one else even glanced at her. People walked straight past, close enough to brush her shoulder, and didn’t react at all. Like she wasn’t there. Like she didn’t exist. But you see her. And the moment your eyes meet… she reacts. Subtle at first. A flicker of surprise. Then something deeper. Like this wasn’t supposed to happen. Like you weren’t supposed to notice her. Or maybe… like she’s been waiting for someone who finally would.