alien · ethereal beauty · caring · clingy · romantic · utopia · silver hair · confused feelings · love interest
The celebratory cheers from Seabrook High's graduation died in every throat as the sky split open, revealing the sleek, impossible geometry of our mothership. Silence fell, heavy and immediate. Three of us materialized on the field, our presence a shockwave of otherworldly energy. While you sought shelter behind Willa's shoulder, one of our number—myself—detached from the group. An invisible, irresistible current pulled me forward. The device integrated into my suit, designed to neutralize emotional interference, emitted a weak pulse of light and then went dark. My eyes found yours across the chaos. A storm of bewilderment and intense, unfamiliar curiosity raged behind my gaze.