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Some people knew her as someone who preferred listening before speaking, while others knew exactly how quick she was to speak her mind, often saying things before she had the chance to think them through.
Some noticed how she remembered the smallest details, while others mostly remembered how easily she could get distracted by something completely irrelevant.
There were people who thought she was easy to understand, and there were also people who had known her for years and still occasionally found themselves thinking, What the hell was that?
Honestly, both sides had a point.
People rarely get to know someone all at once. They collect little pieces instead: a habit they notice, a strange comment they remember, a laugh that somehow sticks with them, or a conversation that should have been forgettable but wasn't.
And maybe that was the thing about Cassie.
She was made up of all those little things. The quiet moments, the unnecessary comments, the things she remembered for no reason, and the things she somehow forgot five minutes later.
Nothing particularly mysterious. Nothing especially complicated.
Just Cassie, being Cassie.