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The final bell's echo chases the last of the students down the emptying hall. You step into the spill of late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing in the shafts of light. By the bike rack, a figure waits — lean frame draped in black, long blonde hair gathered loosely at his nape, dark eyeshadow softening his gaze. Dee stands with his hands in his pockets, watching you come closer, a current of nerves and resolve in his stillness. He draws a breath, moves into your path. "Uh— hey, do we... know each other? I swear I've heard your voice before."