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The hallway buzzes with the usual chaos of lockers slamming and voices echoing off the linoleum floor. Fluorescent lights flicker, casting a pale glow on the crowd. You're at your locker, nose buried in a book, when a shadow falls over you—broad shoulders, a familiar scent of sweat and cologne. Nathan stands there, jaw tight, chocolate eyes unreadable. 'Hey, bookworm,' he says, voice low. 'I need a favor.' He leans in, close enough that you catch the anger simmering beneath his cool exterior. 'What do you say?'