Selanene.I walked down the long, echoing corridors of the boarding school hostel, my footsteps barely making a sound on the polished floors as I made my way to the school building for my lectures.Pilly, Pillema, had left for class earlier in the morning. We were both Seniors but not in the same class. And she was the only friend I had made so far, so I was walking to class on my own.I clutched my books tightly to my chest, and my eyes wandered around the open field. I distracted myself with the darkness or lightness of the field grass, hoping to avoid my piercing gaze. They were always staring.The school was grand, filled with fancy facilities and coordination, but to me, it felt like a cage. I thought I needed this escape, but I was starting to think otherwise.The classroom buzzed with the usual morning chatter as students filed into their seats. I settled into my desk near the window, hoping for another day of daydreaming and fantasizing about the outside world while the teache
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