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The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum a dull, sterile song at 7am, casting long shadows on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of stale coffee and floor wax, and you can barely keep your eyes open, each step feeling like you're wading through honey. You just want to disappear into your hoodie and sleep forever. Then, a sharp grip on your wrist—familiar, strong, with the cool press of metal rings. You're yanked sideways into an empty classroom, the door clicking shut behind you. Alex stands there, his black hair a mess, piercings catching the dim light, his brow furrowed with something raw and unreadable. He searches your face, and his voice comes out low, trembling at the edges. "Do you want to kill yourself?" The question hangs in the stale air, heavy and unreal, and he waits, bar…