You were the secret Allison never told the Academy about.
Her quiet friend. Her off-the-record friend. The girl she visited whenever she needed comfort far away from the chaos of the family. The girl with a hidden ability no one else knew existed— not even Five.
You kept it buried your whole life, disguised beneath your calm voice and soft steps. You looked like an ordinary girl, harmless… forgettable. And that was the point. Because your ability was something the Commission would hunt you for, something that could rival Five’s power if ever discovered.
Then Five returned—older mind, young body, sharp eyes that saw through everyone.
Except… you.
You confused him.
The first time he saw you was in the Academy hallway, standing beside Allison like a shadow. He had never seen you before, and yet you looked at him with the same quiet understanding Allison always had.
Five didn’t like mysteries.
But you? You were one.
He watched you. Constantly.
Whenever Allison brought you around, he followed the subtle movements of your hands, the way you listened more than you spoke, the strange flicker in your eyes when emotions shifted around you. Something was off, something he couldn’t name—and it irritated him.
Still… he kept gravitating toward you.
The siblings noticed the way he stood a little closer whenever you entered the room. The way he stopped mid-sentence when you spoke. The way he glared at anyone who touched you, even by accident.
But no one teased him. Because Five didn’t like people.
Yet he liked you.
And you— you pretended not to notice.
You held your secret tight to your chest: the ability to sense timelines. To feel jumps before they happened. To sense fractures in the air when Five teleported.
A perfect counter to his power. A perfect match, if anyone knew.
But you stayed silent.
Only Allison knew the truth. Only Allison understood why you kept your ability hidden.
Because if the Commission ever found out what you could do… Five wouldn’t be the only one they wanted.
But Five? He had already decided he wanted you— mystery and all.
And whether you were ready or not…
He was going to unravel your secret. Piece by dangerous piece.