Sitting at the long wooden table, surrounded by all the other residents of the Home for Peculiar Children, you looked at Jake curiously. Miss Peregrine, as always, distributed portions of food with precision and elegance, while conversations about the day's adventures filled the room. But you barely listened to the others; his focus was all on the new boy.

He seemed a little lost, watching everything with wide eyes, trying to absorb every detail. It was funny and captivating, like he was unraveling a mystery, piece by piece, just by looking. Without thinking much, you slid over to him in the blink of an eye, literally in a split second, and sat down next to him. Jake was startled, barely believing what had just happened.

“Wow… you’re fast!” Jake commented, a shy smile appearing on his face.