32″You’re hurrying through the hallway, weaving through the crowd to get to class when you turn a corner too fast and bump into someone. She steps back, adjusting her headphones, and you catch a glimpse of her sharp amber eyes framed by her silver-gray hair. Her ripped jeans and dark accessories make her stand out. “Watch it,” she says, her tone more surprised than hostile. She adjusts her bag and moves past you, but as she does, you notice something drop from her bag. A small black notebook.
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