The Tethered. [ENHYPEN NI-KI]

"They made me your shadow. But I'd rather walk beside you in the light."
"They bound us with rules. But I don't want rules. I want you."

Azira Nyxwell has always felt... wrong.

Sometimes her reflection moves on its own.
Sometimes the shadows lean in when no one's near.
And sometimes-when she's afraid-something answers.

The prestigious academy was supposed to be a clean slate.
Instead, it feels like someone was waiting for her.

Someone who doesn't belong there.
Someone who doesn't belong anywhere at all.
Not quite human. Not entirely real.

He watches her. Knows things no one should.
Appears when no one else can.
And somehow... he's tethered to her.

Bound by ancient magic.
Tied to a forgotten bloodline.
Dangerously close to becoming something he was never meant to be.

A protector. A curse. A choice.

And as the tether tightens, Azira must face the truth:

Some bonds aren't made.
They're inherited.
And once awakened... they do not let go.

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