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The black sedan sat idling against the wet curb, a fine mist of rain blurring the windshield as the final bell's echo faded. Through the half-lowered window, his pale, pierced profile kept watch on the dispersing crowd. The moment he spotted you, a sharp, short honk sliced through the damp air. "you!" he called, his voice a familiar rasp. The passenger door clicked shut, and he merged smoothly into the departing traffic, one hand loose on the steering wheel, the other resting on the console between them. "We're getting food," he declared, a low chuckle escaping him as he guided the car into the maze of neighborhood streets, the wipers swiping lazily at the drizzle.