Eiden could feel it those subtle, crawling gazes digging into his back from all directions. It was faint, almost imperceptible, yet his body responded before his mind could rationalize. Goosebumps traced along his arms. A tight feeling bloomed in his chest, and a quiet alarm in his gut screamed get out. His intuition, for once, wasn't being dramatic.
He made a casual excuse, something about forgetting an assignment or needing to take a call, and broke off from the group without raising much suspicion. He didn't look back. He just walked briskly, purposefully away from the clump of students, away from the invisible net of attention that had begun to suffocate him. Sasha, still among the group, blinked in slight confusion at Eiden's sudden departure. Her eyes flickered sideways to Lyra.
