Him.

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I never knew why, but I was incredibly good at face reading.
At once she was pretty, like anything else, she had something weird. But I should stop judging her. I did not know her.
"I'll show you where you have lessons, Aurora," she said, and I nodded. Suddenly she flinched. She jumped as she said it. Him. He looked amazing. Not appropriate to his age. He looked like 25. Not 17 or 18. She pulled me aside and smiled at the boy. But he did not look at her. He looked at me. Our eyes crossed their paths. I felt suddenly safe. Safe in his vicinity. But the eye contact broke as one of his friends tapped him. One asked what he was watching. He shook his head and said it was nothing. I turned around. I looked again at Amy, who had clenched her hand into a fist. Was there something wrong with him?
Hm.
We went to the classroom.
I signed up to the teacher. He offered me a seat next to a girl named Skylar and I sat down. I looked around a bit and saw him.

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