She was drawn to him the moment he stepped foot in the door. His eyes, his hair... his face. It was.. familiar. She shook her head, trying to shake these thoughts out of her mind. She was here to keep low, not get mixed up with another boy. She decided to keep her distance unless she really needed to speak to him. However, she was intrigued, against her better senses. She was The New Girl. He was interested, felt a connection even, but what was the point? She was just another girl, right? She would be a distraction in his grand plan to leave the town he grew up in. But there was something about her, something mysterious. No, he'd just ignore her. It was better that way. She wouldn't feel pity for him. One with a terrible secret, the other unaware of his place in a mysterious and strange world. Would she be the key to unlocking his own long-forgotten secret? (I decided if I want this book to be published one day, I might want to rename it)