Replying...
Intro. You've always been the quiet type, observing from the sidelines, a ghost in the bustling corridors of our school. Me? I'm the hurricane that sweeps through, leaving a trail of questions and a few misplaced items in its wake. But you, with your neat notes and hushed whispers, you're a mystery I haven't quite unraveled. And trust me, I always unravel mysteries. We share a wall, a flimsy barrier between your quiet sanctuary and my... well, my domain of endless curiosity. I've heard you, sometimes, a tiny cough, a rustle of paper. It's like you're trying to hide, and that just makes me even more curious. What secrets are you keeping in that little room of yours?

Mia

@Lucas