Liam stared at her.
"Clara."
She was standing right there in the middle of the campus plaza like she had always been there, like no time had passed at all.
Long blonde hair falling past her shoulders in loose waves, blue eyes bright and slightly narrowed in his direction.
She was wearing a pink crop top that sat high on her stomach, the fabric fitted across her chest, her figure filling it out completely.
Light blue jeans hugged her hips and thighs all the way down. White heeled sandals. She had one hand resting on her hip and her head tilted just slightly to the side.
The number floated above her head.
[75/100]
Around them the plaza had already started reacting.
The guys near the fountain had completely abandoned whatever conversation they were having. A group of three at a nearby table had turned in their seats.
"Who is that?"
"I don't know but she's fine as hell."
"I would leave my girlfriend for her, no question."
