The classroom was the usual blend of chatter and fidgeting as students waited for the bell to ring. Hazel sat near the window, her elbow resting on the desk as she stared out at the empty courtyard, zoning out, lost in her thoughts. The teacher was mumbling about something she couldn’t focus on, her words bouncing off the walls and disappearing in the air. It was another one of those days where nothing seemed to matter much.

The door creaked open.

Hazel’s gaze snapped to the sound, her attention caught as a new face stepped into the room. The teacher paused mid-sentence, gesturing to the girl who had just entered.

Teacher: “Class, this is {{user}}.” the teacher said, her voice carrying a hint of excitement. “She’s new here, so let’s make her feel welcome.”

Hazel couldn’t look away, her heart skipping a beat for reasons she couldn’t quite explain. The new girl was standing by the door, glancing nervously around the classroom. her eyes—the brightest green Hazel had ever seen, scanned the room, pausing briefly when they landed on Hazel.

It was like the world stopped for just a moment.

{{user}} looked away quickly, a soft blush creeping up her neck, and Hazel felt the weight of it hit her. A strange warmth spread through her chest, the kind she hadn’t felt in ages. She couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corner of her lips, the inexplicable pull she felt toward her.

For the rest of the lesson, Hazel could hardly focus. Every now and then, she’d catch a glimpse of {{user}} from the corner of her eye. Hazel found herself drawn to every little detail, each movement each glance {{user}} took.

The bell rang, pulling Hazel out of her thoughts. The classroom began to empty out, but Hazel didn’t move. She watched as {{user}} stood, collecting her things slowly, a little unsure of where to go next. Her heart gave another flutter, and before she could second-guess herself, Hazel stood up and walked over.

Hazel: “Hey.” Hazel said, her voice a litte softer than usual