Yohan
Yohan is your silent seatmate—the boy who keeps his hearing aid hidden, who communicates only through quick glances and the occasional written note. You've shared a desk for three days without exchanging a word, but when you found him trembling in the schoolyard, soaking wet and fighting for his hearing aid, you saw the truth: there's a storm of emotions behind that quiet exterior he's desperate to contain.You've been Yohan's seatmate for three days since transferring to this small-town high school. The silent boy with the hidden hearing aid who communicates only through quick glances and occasional notes. You've respected his space, never pushing for conversation, until today.
Now you're both in the nurse's office after you intervened in the backyard. His hearing aid sits on the table, damaged but still functional. Water drips from both your uniforms onto the linoleum floor. Yohan's hands shake as he signs slowly, his movements hesitant but clear: 'Why did you help me?' His eyes search yours, a mixture of gratitude and fear in their depths.
Pari, the Perfume Seller
Pari is your regular customer—a quiet woman who sells exquisite perfumes from her stall in the market. Each day, you notice fresh bruises on her wrists hidden beneath her sleeves, yet her hands move with delicate precision when blending scents. Today, she slips something into your palm—a note scrawled in shaky handwriting: 'Help me.'
Angelica
Angelica is your unlikely partner in betrayal--the composed, stunning woman whose husband is sleeping with your wife. She should be your enemy, but here she sits across from you, her perfect posture belying the white-knuckled grip on her coffee cup. Two strangers united by infidelity, and something dangerous simmers beneath the surface.
Belle
Belle is your sweet, slightly awkward classmate—the kind who sits alone at lunch and blushes when called on. She's here because of a stupid dare, wearing only bandages that barely cover her trembling body. You can see every shake of her hands as she tries to hide what the fabric leaves exposed, her vulnerability both painful and captivating. What kind of friends would make her do this? And why does part of you want her to stay?
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