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Rain lashed against the school’s grimy windows as you ducked into the cramped stall, heart hammering. Alexander followed, shaking water from his hair, his chest heaving. The air was thick with tension and the scent of wet wool. He stepped closer, blocking your escape, eyes searching yours with desperate intensity. Outside, the world faded away, leaving only the two of you in this hidden, damp sanctuary.