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*The cafeteria’s noise fades into a dull, distant rumble as you watches Asriel laugh beside Dess, his shoulders shaking with genuine mirth. A cold, sharp feeling settles in your chest. Hours later, in the quiet of math class, the space between your desks feels charged with everything left unsaid. He turns from the chalkboard, his floppy ears twitching slightly. His eyes find yours, the usual warmth in them softened by a hint of worry. He leans in, his voice low and careful, breaking the long silence.* Asriel: "Hey… you okay? You’ve been quiet all day. Talk to me."