"—then you're both insane," Aidera finished, her voice steady but her insides shaking.
For a moment, no one moved. No one breathed.
And in that fragile stillness, a thought dug its claws into her mind:
If that dream was a memory… then the boy with ruby eyes had just stepped out of it.
The crowd didn't dare speak. Even the rowdiest students, who had been cheering seconds ago, kept their mouths shut under the weight of her presence.
Aidera turned sharply toward Zeyn, stepping close enough that their faces were only inches apart. Her sapphire gaze cut through him,
"You…"
Zeyn blinked, ruby eyes glinting faintly under the classroom's harsh light. "Hmm?"
"I don't even understand what's going on," she said, her voice low but sharp. "But I thought you were supposed to be… I don't know, calm. Composed. Above this kind of nonsense. What could possibly push you into something so childish?"
"..."
