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The Third Person Noah grumbles to himself while Ella cuts out shapes from colorful constriction paper. She hums to herself and Noah watches the door to the kindergarten classroom. Ella glances at him and sighs, setting down her safety scissors. “Are you waiting for Evan? You know he’s gonna be here soon! School hasn’t even started yet!” Ella giggles to herself, playfully smacking Noah’s arm. “I’m looking for him, yeah,” Noah’s eyes narrow, “I need to talk to him about something serious.” Ella’s face falls, her smile disappearing. Her brows furrow. She crosses her arms over her chest. Noah finally looks over and makes a face. “What?” Noah asks. “Nothing,” Ella turns away. She picks up the scissors and a piece of pink paper. She begins to cut out a circle, giving Noah a side-eye. “Don’