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She wasn't one of them.

And yet... being with them had awakened something. 

She had felt alive in a way she hadn't for a long time; chasing adrenaline, racing against the clock, doing things she never thought she would. It was everything she craved—everything she wished her life could be.

But this wasn't her life. This wasn't real.

This had been her father's life, and Kassi had vowed to bury that part of her a long time ago.

The night air, once a comforting embrace, now felt suffocating. 

She tried to breathe through it, but it felt too thick, too heavy with everything she couldn't escape. Her thoughts spiraled, a whirlpool of contradictions—longing for a life she couldn't have and resenting the one she was trapped in. 

She shifted, adjusting the shirt around her neck just enough to let the cold breeze sweep across her flushed skin, sweaty with the sudden anxiety that coursed through her. The feeling was a small comfort, but it didn't do enough to erase the ache gnawing at her insides.

Behind her, the door creaked open, spilling warm light into the cool darkness of the porch, but she didn't turn. A part of her already knew who it was.

"So, this is where you disappeared to."

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Old Tresures, 2015

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And because he didn't know how to handle that feeling, he did what he always did—he opened his mouth and let the words tumble out, careless and biting. "What's the matter?" he drawled, leaning slightly toward her, his grin just shy of mocking. "Too much for the Kook Princess to handle?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a satisfied smirk tugged at his lips. But it wasn't just the satisfaction of baiting her—it was the way she reacted exactly as he expected. 

Her head snapped up, eyes narrowing with that sharp, familiar glare, the kind that could cut through steel if she wanted it to. Her shoulders squared, and just like that, the quieter, uncertain version of her was gone and in her place stood the fierce, captivating girl who had somehow carved a space in his mind, as much as he hated to admit it.