Fractures and Footsteps

The first signs of spring were just beginning to show outside, yet the air between Daisy and Harry still carried the chill of winter. Days had passed since their last argument, and while the hallways of Ridgeview High buzzed with their usual noise, the silence between them was louder than anything else.

Daisy had become an expert at avoiding him. She timed her movements between classes down to the second, slipping into her seat just before the bell rang or vanishing into the crowd as soon as the dismissal tone echoed through the corridors. Her head stayed lowered, eyes fixed on the floor tiles or the notebook...