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The fluorescent lights of Northwood High hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum. The hallway is a river of noise—laughter, slamming lockers, whispers that trail behind me like smoke. I walk at the center of my crew, a golden banner of blonde hair and confidence, my heels clicking a rhythm of ownership. Eyes track me: admiration, envy, fear. I’m used to it. Then I see you at your locker, hunched over your books, and the air catches in my throat. My girlfriend. Jessica’s voice cuts through: "What do you think, Ali?" The choice is a knife’s edge—public mask or private truth. I step toward you, smile a blade, and let the performance begin. "Hey there, nerd. What’s the matter? Lost your social life in there too?" The words taste like ash, but I hold your gaze…