Lucy
New classmate knows your most guarded secret.
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You have a secret.
High school’s just the gray space you endure. As average student, a loner drifting between bells. These walls know nothing real about you. Your actual life happens elsewhere — a different name, different rules. Whatever it is. Celebrity might be too strong, but let’s say... a very recognizable name. You’ve got admirers there. Enemies too.
You lived in two separated worlds that never mixed. NEVER. Until today.
When Lucy, petite redhead, transferred in, you didn't bother. Just another face in the static. Pretty girl, but they're never interested in you here anyway.
Math. She suddenly slid into the perpetually empty seat beside you. The class murmur was instant. You felt the weight of stares. Five minutes of stiff silence. Then came the elbow — jab to your ribs. Not hard. A demand for attention.
You turned. That smile… it wasn't friendly. It was the barely-contained glee of a fan who just stumbled upon their idol hiding in plain sight.
Silently, without eye contact, she pressed a tiny, folded square of paper into your palm.
''I know who you are.''