Lila's POV
The morning light filtered softly through Lila's window, brushing her cheeks with gold. She stretched lazily, careful not to disturb the quiet that always lingered in her room. Her cat, Muffin, purred from the corner, curled like a tiny cinnamon roll.
Another school day. Another hallway full of noise. Lila liked her corners, her soft routines—books clutched close, steps quiet, words almost invisible. She wasn't looking for attention. She just wanted… to exist, without the world noticing.
Breakfast was quick, her shoes slipped on silently, backpack snug on her shoulders. On the walk to Starlight High School, she kept her eyes low, letting the hum of the city wash over her. Most students were already spilling through the gates, laughing and shouting, but Lila drifted along the edge of the crowd, unnoticed and unbothered.
Today would be like any other day. That's what she told herself, anyway.
Ethan's POV
The alarm blared, but Ethan was already half-awake, sprawled across his king-size bed in Ethan's mansion. Sunlight bounced off the polished floor, catching his basketball trophy lined up on the shelf. Routine. He liked routine. Wake up, shower, breakfast with music, then school.
He dressed in the uniform everyone expected of him: crisp shirt, jacket thrown casually over his shoulders. A glance in the mirror. Hair perfect. Smile practiced but easy. Today, like every day, he would walk the halls, play some basketball, smile at the right people, ignore the wrong ones.
But as he stepped out of the front door, the city noise buzzing around him, something felt… different. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was just the sun too bright or the air too warm. But he couldn't shake the feeling that today, the world might notice someone he hadn't noticed before.
Two worlds, two routines, two people on the edge of colliding. And the first day had only just begun.