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The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting a harsh white glow on the chaos below. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp tang of adrenaline. A crowd of students forms a loose ring, their whispers and gasps a distant hum against the roar in your ears. Your fists are a blur of motion, each thwack and punch echoing off the lockers. In the middle of it all, Jonah's silver hair catches the light as he pushes through the crowd, his purple eyes wide but steady. He steps forward, reaching a hand toward you, his voice cutting through the noise: "Baby, look at me."