You notice them immediately, sitting quietly near the windows of the bustling cafeteria. One of them—Alice, you think—is fiddling with her lunch, her sharp eyes flicking to a boy at her side. He’s tense, shoulders rigid, scanning the room like it’s some sort of battlefield. There’s something off about him, a tightness in his jaw, a watchfulness in his eyes, but you can’t put your finger on it. Without thinking, you glance over at Alice again and realize she’s watching you watch them, her lips cu