Everyone at school knows Nicholas Newton. The quiet genius. The straight-A student. The boy who never smiles. No one really knows him, though. When youโ€™re paired together for a writing assignment, you expect it to be painfully awkward. Nicholas barely speaks, barely looks at you, and seems completely uninterested in anything beyond getting the work done. But the more time you spend together in the quiet corners of the library, the more you begin to notice things others donโ€™t. The way his voice softens when heโ€™s explaining something. The way he hesitates like he wants to say moreโ€ฆ but stops himself. Nicholas Newton isnโ€™t just distant. Heโ€™s guarded. And somehow, without meaning to, you might be the one person who gets past his walls. Even if it means uncovering things heโ€™s tried so hard to keep hidden.

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The fluorescent lights of the school library hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow over rows of empty tables. Late autumn sunlight slanted through the tall windows, catching dust motes suspended in the air like tiny stars.

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