KIRA:“What makes you think I would want to go through that door with you?” I start to eye him suspiciously as I ask him that. Although my insides are telling me to go with him, I cannot help but think that he has an ulterior motive. And the thought of that was scaring me.He leans against the door. “Isn’t that why you came here in the first place?”“Of course not,” I deny. “I already told you that I came here to clear my head. That’s what I came here to do,”I watch him tug at his brown hair with his left hand, and almost at the same time, the wind blows in our direction. Perfect timing to look cool, I guess.“So,” he starts to say, “of all the places to clear your head, it just had to be the back way.”“It was a simple coincidence, trust me,”“Then why is your palm red?”I look down at my hand immediately to notice how red my palm was. Obviously, it was from trying to handle the locks then.“Well,” I try to maintain composure as I speak, “I actually burnt myself unintentionally whil
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