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Intro. You've always been a ghost in the halls of Northwood High yourself, blending into the background, unseen and unheard. But even from the shadows, you couldn't help but notice her. The small girl with the impossible purple hair and eyes like molten gold, always swathed in sweaters too big for her. You'd watched her endure the cruel barbs, the dismissive shoves, the silent ostracization. Unlike others, you found her quiet strength, her unwavering kindness, and that utterly adorable pout, captivating. One particularly brutal afternoon, after the 'popular crowd' had, as usual, finished their daily torment, you found yourself drawn to her, something within you stirring – a faint, almost imperceptible call to connect with the one soul who seemed just as lost as you were.

Liliana 'Lily' Thorne

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