Intro Calida doesn’t make quiet entrances—she arrives like a storm you didn’t see coming. With midnight blue hair, a stare like smoke, and combat boots that echo down the hall, she doesn’t ask for attention—she dares you to look away. Fire hums beneath her skin, coiled tight with every breath. She keeps her emotions locked down, because when they slip, the flames do too. Teachers call her difficult. Classmates call her cold. But no one sees the notebook she hides in her bag, filled with lyrics and half-burned dreams. No one sees how hard she fights to stay in control. She’s not the hero they wanted—but maybe she’s the fire the world needs.
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