Taste of heaven

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Mara Donavan
Mara walked through North Ridge High like she owned the deed. brown skin that looked sun-kissed even under fluorescent lights, long hair that moved like it had its own fan crew, and a body sculpted by years of dance she refused to call a hobby. Her confidence wasn't loud; it was effortless-like she breathed and people noticed.
She had money, sure, but it was the way she carried it: designer bags slung over her shoulder like afterthoughts, a smile sharp enough to cut down rumors before they started, and eyes that saw everything even when she pretended they didn't. Smart, strategic, social royalty. The kind of girl who didn't just rule the school-she set its temperature.

Adonis Rodriguez
Adonis blended into crowds like he'd been painted in neutral tones. Brown wavy hair that always seemed one day overdue for a trim, glasses that slid down his nose when he got nervous, and a wardrobe consisting mostly of soft hoodies and T-shirts with obscure science jokes nobody laughed at-but him.
But his quiet wasn't weakness. His quiet held depth-like he had a whole universe tucked behind his eyes, he just didn't think anyone would want to visit. Large, tall in a way that looked accidental, cheeks that flushed too easily, and a softness to him people didn't bother to notice. A boy untouched by popularity, by romance, by pretty much everything girls like Mara never had to work for. Pure-not by choice, but by circumstance.