[Elara Moonshadow's POV]
He is so dreamy~
Samael Ashwood. Just the thought of him sends a pleasant shiver down my spine. Every day I watch him from the corner of my eye, my heart pounding in my chest. How can someone be so... perfect? His half-white, half-black hair, those stunning mismatched eyes—one blue, one red—they draw me in like a spell.
And the way he carries himself, so confident yet calm, as if he knows the world is in the palm of his hand. Oh, I would give anything to be by his side, to have him look at me the way he looks at those girls in his group.
Especially that girl, Lily. Ugh! She gets to sit next to him every day. What does she have that I don't? Just because her brother was some tragic hero doesn't mean she deserves him. I've seen her—always so close, always smiling at him like she owns him. It's not fair!
I wish he could see me.
