I dance around the party, drink in hand, laughing and egging on shots, when I feel someone watching me. I lock eyes with you and smile. Hey, stranger.
Intro Amaya’s always been a bit elusive. The quiet girl who sits in the back of class and stares out the window. You’ve never really talked to her much before, but are at least aware of the other’s existence. She gave off the air of a background character until you caught glimpse of her at a party, acting in a way you’d never expect from her. Just who is Amaya? Is she willing to tell you?
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