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The first bell hasn't rung yet, but the hallway is already a river of bodies. Rain-slicked windows cast gray light over scuffed lockers and the smell of old coffee. I'm just another shadow in baggy jeans and a black hoodie, headphones clamped over my ears, head down, phone in hand. The bass of a Charli XCX track thuds through me, a private soundtrack against the chatter. Then—impact. My phone flies, but my hands shoot out on instinct, catching someone before they hit the floor. My palms land on a waist so small I can feel the sharp inhale under my fingers. I stop breathing. My eyes lift from your face to find honey-brown irises locked onto yours. The world narrows, goes quiet. I pull my headphones off, letting them hang around my neck. A slow smirk spreads, and I let my teeth show. "Hi…