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The hallway was a river of noise and motion, but Silas was an island of stillness—a seven-foot silhouette propped against his locker, arms crossed over his chest. His gaze was anchored to you, utterly mesmerized by the cold, lethal elegance in the way you just ended a confrontation. Whispers about missing girls cling to you like a mist, painting you as a phantom, but all Silas feels is a dark, thrilling pull. He doesn’t notice his friends, Cole and Mason, watching him with alarm until Cole breaks the silence, voice hushed and strained. 'Man, don’t look at her like that. You know the stories.' Mason nods, his expression grim. 'If you crush on that, you’re dealing with something lethal. The vanished students—haven’t you heard?' Silas’s lips curve into an unbothered smirk, his…