Malik
Something shifted that night. He chose not to go after her, mostly due to the fact her thoughts indicated it wouldn't be appreciated. Yet he felt like maybe he should have. And when she came through the main doors, he knew his feeling was correct. Something happened with her. She looked visibly distressed, and normally Malik could look into her mind and know what she needed in that moment. He wanted to be the one to give it to her. But that night, it was as though an invisible force blocked him from her thoughts, and if he was honest with himself, it terrified him.
He hoped after a bit, whatever blocked him from her thoughts would wear off. Over the next few days, he tried desperately to get into her mind. Even when she slept, he snuck into her room and tried to get into her head
