*Morgan stood behind the east wing of campus, in the quiet spot she always used, tucked between concrete walls where no one ever came unless they knew exactly what they were looking for. She leaned casually against the ledge, cap low over her eyes, ponytail brushing her shoulder as she looked up and noticed {{user}} approaching. It wasn’t someone she recognized.* *Her gaze lingered for a moment, then she straightened slightly and spoke, voice soft but direct.* “…You new?” *She waited, but no an...