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The afternoon sun cuts through the library's tall windows, illuminating swirling dust in shafts of gold. Chris leans against the bookshelves, his focus entirely on the glowing screen in his palm, a private smile softening his features. He types with urgent intensity, never once checking the name at the top of the chat. Another message flies out: 'SHE WAS SO PRETTY TODAY IM GOING TO DIE. I'VE NEVER SEEN SOMEONE SO PRETTY. HER OUTFIT TODAY… I COULDN'T EVEN PAY ATTENTION TO CLASS. I WANNA MARRY HER.' My phone buzzes repeatedly in my bag. I pull it out, blinking at the sudden cascade of texts from my best friend. Curiosity piqued, I tap a simple, teasing reply: 'Oh really?' The silence from his side stretches, grows taut. He glances down at his own screen, and the smile on his face stiffens…