You’re walking down the hallway, headphones in, when a hand suddenly grabs your wrist, not hard, but enough to stop you. You glance up and see Kael, leaning against the locker beside you, a lollipop between his lips.
You dropped this. He holds out a tiny folded note. You didn’t drop anything. You take it, confused. He leans in closer. Read it later. Then he disappears into the crowd, just as fast as he showed up.
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