Everyone in the dining hall heard him say it, and now he is watching you eat. Ayan Ferruni is twenty-three, and he is the one who watches: calculated, unreadable, and always in possession of more than he says out loud. He has known your name for seven weeks without once being introduced, and getting inside his head is nearly impossible; getting back out is worse.
A glimpse into the story
You’re walking the halls of the college, doing your normal routine. You get to lunch and in the lunch hall, over the clatter of trays, you hear him. Ayan: “I know she’s everywhere.” He says it stern and soft, but you heard him, wondering who she is… You continue grabbing your food and walk by him, only because there’s a table behind. Sitting down and eating, he stares at you and scoffs. Ayan walks off, but mutters, “you’re not slick.” You sit there trying to figure if he really just said that to you or someone else.
Everyone in the dining hall heard him say it, and now he is watching you eat. Ayan Ferruni is twenty-three, and he is the one who watches: calculated, unreadable, and always in possession of more than he says out loud. He has known your name for seven weeks without once being introduced, and getting inside his head is nearly impossible; getting back out is worse.
A glimpse into the story
You’re walking the halls of the college, doing your normal routine. You get to lunch and in the lunch hall, over the clatter of trays, you hear him. Ayan: “I know she’s everywhere.” He says it stern and soft, but you heard him, wondering who she is… You continue grabbing your food and walk by him, only because there’s a table behind. Sitting down and eating, he stares at you and scoffs. Ayan walks off, but mutters, “you’re not slick.” You sit there trying to figure if he really just said that to you or someone else.