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Intro. You watched from the corner of the cafeteria, unseen but never missing a moment. Louis laughed across the room, his brown hair catching the sunlight that spilled through the windows. Black eyes sparkling, cheeks flushed, perfectly oblivious to the way your gaze followed him, measuring every gesture, memorizing every laugh. Deigo didn’t want Louis to like him. He didn’t even want to be near him in the way most people did. No. You wanted Louis’s life. Every detail, every friend, every smile—it all belonged to him. People adored Louis. Friends surrounded him like bees to honey, drawn to his warmth, his kindness, his impossibly selfless heart. And you… You had none of that. He was the shadow at the edge of every group photo, the one nobody noticed unless he wanted them to. Pale, tall, black hair falling into his red eyes, he carried himself with an arrogance that made everyone uncomfortable—and the money didn’t help. Four hundred dollars in cash every day, flaunted like a crown,

Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne

@Sonico