The next morning, Elowyn woke with a question clinging to her thoughts like morning mist — was this reality or still some thread of that dreamworld?20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXSXw17AeGq
She blinked against the soft light streaming through the curtains, her mind replaying fragments of yesterday like a glitching film reel.
Downstairs, her mom handed her a cup of tea with a smile.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA5Y9qPPISO
Elowyn paused.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcEitnTZNmA
The steam had already vanished — as if the tea had been sitting out, waiting for her.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWZ3oXfvmi3
Odd.
“Good luck on your physics test,” her mom said, not looking up from the newspaper.
Elowyn froze. Mid-sip.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ3nqx6fSNJ
“I don’t… have physics today,” she whispered.
Her mom didn’t seem to hear.
Later, at school, things only got stranger.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhKX6q2VtA6
The air felt different — denser, maybe. Nyxy waved at her by the lockers, but didn’t mention yesterday. Didn’t even ask if anything had happened.
And then came the note.
Crumpled at the edges, like it had been read too many times. Shoved into her locker door.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCkU5SA7WCU
Written in handwriting that mimicked her own — but jagged, hurried, almost scared:
❝ Don’t trust the next version of him. ❞20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxZQwxBRFGl
—E20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUfesODZ2pM
No date. No explanation.
She flipped it over. Blank.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqt365lpAOm
Her chest tightened.
Click.
A subtle sound behind her — unmistakable.
She turned.
And there he was.
Arden Vale.
Like sunlight trapped in human form, his golden skin caught the flicker of the hallway lights just right. His honey-brown eyes held a warm, unreadable intensity, locked on hers as if weighing a secret he wasn’t sure he should share. That crooked smile appeared again — the one that made her skin prickle, like he knew more than he was letting on.
His hoodie hung loose, hands tucked deep in the pocket, as if he had all the time in the world — as if nothing around them was unraveling.
A faint scent of something like warm cinnamon drifted past her, oddly comforting yet out of place.
“Hey,” he said, casual and calm, like he hadn’t just stepped out of her dream.
Like he hadn’t appeared in her room the night before.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡihb5zrB2IA
Like he wasn’t part of the reason her grip on reality was starting to loosen.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH8U11Rl7iP
Like he wasn’t the one the note was warning her about.
“Hey,” she echoed, voice thin.
He smiled.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXpmlhANsd6
And she smiled back — out of habit, maybe. Out of fear.
Even as her fingers stayed cold.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMhE5jfUIqG
Even as the tea, back home on the table, still hadn’t steamed.
She turned to head to class — but the hallway had changed.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUXlbPLf44L
Not physically, not really. The posters were the same, the walls still beige and chipped. But something was off.
The people around her started to move… slower.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9W4WR1BE1o
Like a film stuck in half-speed.
Except Arden.
He remained clear, untouched by whatever was happening.
“Elowyn?” he asked, like he hadn’t noticed the shift.
Her books felt heavier. The lights above flickered, even though no one else reacted.
Then: a buzz. In her pocket.
Her phone screen lit up with a message from an unknown number:
❝ If he offers to show you anything, say no. ❞
She looked up. Arden was watching her.
He smiled again.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwcOee6r59r
“Come with me after class?” he asked, voice low.
“I found something weird. And I… don’t know why, but it made me think of you.”
She hesitated.
Her phone buzzed once more:
❝ SAY NO ❞
She looked at Arden.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCW3JFl09rz
Then at the message.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjYfe5vcrB6
Then back at him.
He tilted his head, waiting — calm, expectant.
Something in her chest pulled tight.
Say no.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEGiDIrYhW
Say yes.
Trust the boy who felt like a dream spun into life?20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Fzu0fxm7Z
Or trust the version of herself begging her not to?
She parted her lips to answer—
But the bell rang.
And just like that, the moment slipped.20Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3iqTgY4R0g
She still hadn’t decided.
