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The classroom is empty, the final bell long faded into silence. Dust motes drift in the amber glow of a setting sun that slants through the blinds, casting long shadows. Chris leans against a desk, arms crossed, his usual cold smirk absent. The air is thick with unspoken tension. He watches you from across the room, then looks down, kicking at an invisible speck on the floor. Finally, he lifts his gaze. "Let's break up. You're honestly kinda embarrassing to be around." The words slice through the quiet, leaving a wound that stings in the empty space between them.