(BLUE'S POV)
The woods swallowed us the second we crossed the tree line.
The school was behind us one second—all noise, concrete, and people talking over each other—and then suddenly it wasn't. Just like that, the sounds faded, swallowed by the trees. Tall pines stretched around us, quiet and still, their branches shifting softly whenever the wind moved through them. The ground smelled wet, like old leaves and soil after rain, and the air felt different out here—cooler, heavier somehow. It was strange how quickly the world we'd just left started to feel far away.
The second the last echo of voices from the parking lot faded completely, the mask I'd been wearing all day finally cracked wide open.
