The new boy Tom Kaulitz had perfected the art of going unnoticed. He sat in the back of the classroom with his glasses slipping down his nose, a book open on his desk long before the teacher arrived, and answered questions in a voice so quiet people had to lean in to hear him. Girls liked him anyway. They whispered about how smart he was, volunteered to be his lab partner, and found increasingly ridiculous reasons to ask for help with homework, but Tom only offered shy smiles before retreating back into the safety of his own thoughts. Then, on an ordinary Tuesday morning, she walked into class. He looked up for all of two seconds before forgetting how to breathe. There was something almost ethereal about her—like moonlight caught in human form—and suddenly the boy who could solve impossible equations without blinking couldn’t remember how to sit normally in his chair. Still, he adjusted his glasses, lowered his eyes back to the page he’d stopped reading entirely, and tried his hardest to act as though the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen hadn’t just walked into his life.

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The September morning sun crept through the grimy windows of the lecture hall, illuminating flecks of dust suspended in the air. The room hummed with the low murmur of students settling into their seats, the shuffle of backpacks, and the occasional creak of aging wooden chairs.

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