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The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker overhead, casting a harsh glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air still smells like stale coffee and the faint, sharp tang of anger from the front office. You step out, shoulders tense, and there he is — Andre, leaning against the lockers with his jet-black hair falling into his eyes. He pushes off, walks over without a word, and drops to one knee. His fingers are gentle as he laces your shoelaces, and when he looks up, his dimples deepen. "You're violent for a pretty boy," he murmurs, but the worry in his dark eyes says more.