Dopamine

The school cafeteria was organized chaos: plastic trays clattering, raucous laughter, and the greasy smell of fries hanging in the air. Yuki sat at a wobbly table, his eyes scanning the crowd like a hawk. He fiddled with a plastic straw, twisting it until it cracked. Ben was nowhere to be found, and it was driving him crazy.

His dad had already called the cops, but Yuki knew the police wouldn't find anything. Not with a Wunder in the equation. According to Hassan, the creature that had shown up in Ben's room had dropped its name. That meant this monster knew Ben, Hassan, and maybe even the whole group. And if it knew them, there was a chance it was lurking in the places they frequented. The school was the most obvious lead.