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"He wasn't just a student. He was a secret I had to keep."
Amelia lives for the lines that never blur. In a world that feels too loud and too messy, she hides behind the safety of a perfect sketch and a quiet corner. She's fine being alone, fine with her routines, and fine with the walls she's built-until she sees him.
Ayden. The ghost in the back row.
He moves like a shadow and speaks even less. While everyone else is loud and careless, Ayden is a masterpiece of quiet precision. He treats his art supplies like sacred relics, but his shoes are worn thin and his cuffs are frayed. He is a walking contradiction that Amelia can't stop watching.
To the rest of the world, he's just a talented stranger. To Amelia, he is a puzzle she is desperate to solve.
But every perfect surface has a crack.
From the silent tension of the art studio to the grey smoke of a hidden habit, Amelia begins to track the pieces of the boy she shouldn't care about. She thought she was just studying his art. She didn't realize she was falling for the masterpiece of a boy who's just trying to survive.
Because sometimes, the most beautiful things are the ones that have been broken and put back together.
And the deepest stories are told in the art of silence.
[A Dark Academia Slow-Burn]