LOGINLiam's POVI was so glad our project was done and submitted before my fall out with Avery. It would have been a nightmare having to work with her after the incident.The project grade came back on Monday.I saw it in my inbox when I woke up. Grade Release: Urban Planning and Community Development Group Project. I opened it at six forty-five, before coffee, before my brain was properly functional.Distinction.I closed the email and went to make coffee.Later I was in the library at the table near the window when Zoey came in. She did not come to my table immediately. She went to the shelf along the right wall, got a book, brought it back to the table two across from mine, and started reading.I was aware she was there.She had not made her presence into something I was required to respond to, which I had noticed about her appearances in the last week and a half. Just there. Not pushing but not avoiding.There was a Zoey I had been bracing for after everything with Avery. The one who a
Jade's POVSince I was taking a break from Avery, I was feeling a bit lonely and bored. I needed to do more things on my own.So on thursday afternoon, I was at the coffee shop on the south side of campus.I had been going there since my first year because it stayed open until late and had the corner table with the outlet near the wall and the barista who remembered I took oat milk without being asked.I was at the corner table with my laptop open and my notes spread beside it, trying to finish a paragraph that would not move, when the door opened.I did not look up.The door opened and closed fifteen times an hour. I did not have the attention span to look up every time.But the laugh made me.Not some fake laugh. Not the kind someone turns up for a room to hear. The kind that was surprised out of him rather than done for anyone.He was standing near the counter with someone I did not recognise — a guy from what looked like the science block based on the lanyard. The science block gu
Liam's POVI first noticed her on Tuesday.Not the way you noticed a stranger. The way you noticed someone you already knew when they turned up somewhere unexpected. She was at one of the long tables near the window when I came in, laptop open, head down. I went to a different section, got out my work, and started.I did not think about it for the rest of the session.On Wednesday she was in the corridor outside one of my lectures. She was leaving a seminar from the room next door when I came out. We passed within about six feet of each other. She had her phone in her hand, looked up briefly when she heard people coming out, our eyes met for about two seconds, and then she looked back at her phone and kept walking.I kept walking too.On Thursday she was in the library again.This time she was in my section. Not next to me. Two tables over and three seats down. Far enough that it was not a deliberate approach. Close enough that if I looked up I could see her.I told myself the campus
Jade's POV I went next door on Saturday. Not Thursday when I first saw it. Not Friday when I spent the day wondering whether I actually knew who was living next door to me. I spent Friday ignoring her calls because I needed to face her myself and not talk about anything on the phone. So I went on Saturday. Two days after I saw the footage that changed everything I thought I knew about the person next door. I knocked on her door at eleven. She opened it immediately. Like she had been somewhere near the door, ready to open it, for two days. She looked at me. I looked at her. "Can I come in?" I asked. "Yes," she said. She stepped back and I walked past her into the hallway and she closed the door behind us. We went to the kitchen. Thirteen years of difficult conversations meant we always ended up at a kitchen table. I took a chair. She settled across from me. Neither of us said anything. Then I asked, "Is it you?"It was not really a question. The footage had already ans
LAST WEEK THURSDAYJADE'S REACTION TO THE VIDEO RELEASED OF AVERY FROM LAST WEEKJade's POVMy phone buzzed at seven forty on Thursday morning and I picked it up from the nightstand without opening my eyes properly.It was a message from a girl on my course. Three words and a link.'Have you seen?'I opened the link while still half asleep.I watched it twice before I fully understood what I was watching.Then I pushed upright in bed and watched it again.The stage. The dancer. The mask falling forward in slow motion, frame by frame, the way someone had edited it to make the fall seem deliberate rather than accidental. The face. Fully lit. Three to five seconds before the hand came up.I knew that face."What the fuck?!"I said it out loud and it did not feel like enough so I said it again. I threw back the covers and stood up and then dropped back down because my legs were not sure what the correct response was. I opened the video a fourth time. Then I put the phone face down on the
Avery's POVI walked into the first lecture of the week and took a seat at the front.Not because the front was where I usually went. I was a middle-row person, left side, the seat with the right angle to the board without feeling like I was in the spotlight. The front was where people who needed to feel visible went, or people who needed to not be visible from behind.I was the second kind this week.The view from the front was different. The board was closer than I was used to and the lecturer was closer and the space that usually existed between me and the rest of the room was gone. But nobody behind me could take a photo of my face without me seeing them do it. Nobody could lean over to a friend and point and think I would not notice. From the front I could see the door and I could see the board and I could not see the room.That was the point.The lecture was Urban Planning. I had my laptop open before anyone else was settled and my notes from last week on the screen and my eyes
Brianna's POVMia's room was on the second floor of the freshman block.I had been there twice before, both times in the first two weeks of semester when I had been building the relationship carefully. I knew which floor, which corridor, which door with the small whiteboard on it that still had a w
Avery's POVThe squad dispersed in the way squads did after home wins.The energy broke naturally into smaller groups, girls drifting toward the changing rooms or toward friends in the crowd, the celebration settling from the collective into the individual. I stayed at the sideline position and ran
Avery's POVTwo minutes and eleven seconds.The scoreboard said it clearly. I stood at my position on the sideline and called the formation, and the squad moved into it. I watched them the way I always watched them, with the part of my attention that was not on the game, which was less of my attent
Liam's POVThe defense held.Three plays and out, the visitors going nowhere against a defensive line that had been playing with the particular focused aggression of a group of men who understood exactly what was at stake. The punt came and the Wolves got the ball back on their own thirty-two yard







