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There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

Only silence. Fade to black.

"It's delicious! If you ask me, pancakes should be cooked to this degree to taste good, crispy on the outside." His praise made me smile broadly. "How much is it? You're not going to ask for an outrageous price, right?" The boy looked at me with wide eyes as if he had thought of something. "No, I said it's free, just as a good start." When the boy was leaving, he suddenly turned back and waved at me, saying, "Miss, my name is Jack Thomson." I watched him walk away, and in a daze, I realized how far away university felt.

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Tara walked beside her down the hallway, clutching two coffees and grinning like a gossip columnist. “They’re calling you The Muse of Cross. That’s either a curse or a compliment. Haven’t decided yet.” Lena groaned. “I want to disappear.” “Too late. You’re trending on the student board.” Tara showed her phone. Sure enough, someone had made a meme of Damien staring at a blank canvas with the caption: Thinking about Lena (probably). Lena buried her face in her hands. “I hate everything.” Tara sipped her coffee. “Honestly? It’s kind of iconic.”