Chapter 8: Newcomer
As Maverick glanced at Azalea, he leaned in towards his friends and murmured quietly,
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Hey, see that girl over there? She's a newcomer.
His friends exchanged curious glances before nodding in understanding. One of them raised an eyebrow and asked,
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๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐
Oh, really? Do you know anything about her? She seems to be a hot chick. *chuckles*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
*stares*
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Not much, just that she's new here. Her name is Azalea! And she is from Silvilance. *shrugs*
Santiago Inรจs Escoffier(๐ป๐ข๐๐ก๐๐)
Azalea~ *whispers to himself*
As Azalea laughed with her friends, unaware ofย Hunter's scrutiny, his gaze darkened imperceptibly. His expression, once impassive, now betrayed a flicker of something deeper โ a hint of irritation or perhaps jealousy, hidden beneath the surface.
Hunter's jaw clenched slightly as he watched Azalea laughter, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as if trying to decipher the source of her amusement. Though his features remained composed, a storm brewed beneath the surface, his thoughts racing as he tried to make sense of the unfamiliar emotions stirring within him.
For a moment, he considered approaching Azalea, drawn by an inexplicable urge to learn more about her. But as quickly as the impulse arose, Hunter pushed it aside, his resolve hardening. Whatever it was that drew him to her, he knew better than to act on it โ at least for now.
With a silent sigh, he tore his gaze away from Azalea and refocused his attention on his friends, masking the tumultuous thoughts swirling within him beneath a facade of nonchalance. But deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling that the newcomer had somehow disrupted the delicate balance of his world, leaving him unsettled in her wake.
As the lunch break drew to a close, Azalea and her friends gathered their belongings and prepared to head back to class. With the chatter and laughter of the cafeteria fading behind them, they made their way through the corridors towards their next lesson.
As they walked, Elodie glanced at Azalea, her expression worried.
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐
Hey, Azalea, are you okay? You seem a bit quiet. *keeps her hand on her shoulder*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired, I guess. *forces a smile*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐
Well, if you ever want to talk about anything, you know I'm here for you, right? *concerned*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
Thanks, Elodie. I really appreciate it! *heart warms up*
๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐
Not only her but you also have us now Azalea! *pats her head*
๐๐ป๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฐ(๐๐๐๐๐)
*Smiles brightly* You all are so polite and friendly. I really like it in here.
๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐โ
We're glad to have you as part of our group, Azalea. You fit right in. *sincerely*
๐ธ๐๐๐๐โ ๐บ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐
Absolutely! You're one of us now.*grins*
As the class resumed after the lunch break, Azalea found herself struggling to stay focused. The warmth of the sun streaming through the classroom windows made her feel cozy and relaxed, while the comforting atmosphere of the room lulled her into a state of drowsiness.
Despite her best efforts to concentrate, Azalea couldn't shake off the lethargy that settled over her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and her mind began to wander, drifting away from the lesson at hand.
Azalea blinked slowly, shaking her head to clear the fog of drowsiness that clouded her thoughts.
Determined to shake off her drowsiness, Azalea straightened up in her seat, forcing herself to focus on the lesson. With a renewed effort, she pushed through the fatigue, reminding herself of the importance of staying attentive in class.
As the lesson droned on, Azalea couldn't help but feel a sense of boredom creeping in. The monotonous drone of the teacher's voice seemed to blend together with the warm sunshine streaming through the windows, lulling her into a state of lethargy.
She glanced around the classroom, noticing that many of her classmates shared her sentiment, their attention drifting as they struggled to stay engaged with the tedious material.
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*rubs her eyes and sighs*
As Azalea's gaze drifted outside the classroom window, she caught sight of the senior football player, Hunter she had noticed earlier. Despite the warm weather, he seemed completely at ease as he played football with his friends, his athletic prowess on full display.
She watched as he darted across the field, his movements fluid and graceful despite the exertion of the game. Beads of sweat glistened on his forehead, but his expression remained determined and focused as he pursued the ball with skill and precision.
For a moment, she allowed herself to daydream about joining him outside, feeling the rush of adrenaline as she ran across the field, and basked in the warmth of the sun. But with a resigned sigh, she turned her attention back to the classroom, knowing that duty called and she must fulfill her academic obligations before indulging in the pleasures of outdoor play.
As Azalea's gaze lingered back on the professor, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes on her. Turning her head, she met the intense gaze of the senior football player, his darkened eyes locking onto hers with a penetrating intensity.
Caught off guard by the unexpected connection, Azalea's heart skipped a beat, a flush of heat rising to her cheeks. There was something undeniably magnetic about the way he looked at her, as if he could see straight into her soul.
For a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as they held each other's gaze, a silent exchange passing between them that spoke volumes without a single word being uttered.
Azalea blinked, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She couldn't shake the feeling that their brief encounter had sparked something within her, a sense of curiosity and intrigue that lingered long after their eyes had parted.
Her thoughts consumed by the enigmatic senior and the mysteries that surrounded him.
As Azalea's gaze returned to the classroom, she couldn't shake the fluttering sensation in her stomach. A rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins, leaving her breathless and exhilarated.
The intense gaze of Hunter had left her feeling strangely exhilarated, as if she had just experienced a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel a warm flush creeping up her neck.
The sensation of butterflies dancing in her belly only intensified as she replayed the moment in her mind, each fleeting glance and subtle smirk sending shivers down her spine. It was as if a spark had been ignited within her, awakening a newfound sense of excitement and anticipation.
With a mixture of apprehension and excitement, Azalea couldn't help but wonder what the future held in store. The mysterious senior had left an indelible impression on her, igniting a flame of curiosity that burned brighter with each passing moment.
As the lesson droned on in the background, Azalea found herself lost in a whirlwind of emotions, her mind consumed by thoughts of the enigmatic football player and the electrifying connection they had shared.
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