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The fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzzed softly overhead, painting the scuffed linoleum hallway in a pale, sickly glow. The usual lunchtime roar had died to a distant murmur—Eddie Munson’s lunchtime theatrics had left the cafeteria buzzing, but Dustin hadn’t joined in. He’d just stared at his untouched tray, silent. Now, hours later, the school corridors felt hollow and still, empty except for the faint echo of your own footsteps. You were nearly at the exit, backpack slung over one shoulder, when a familiar shape slid from the shadows. Dustin’s hand closed gently around your arm, tugging you sideways into a narrow alcove tucked behind a row of dented lockers. He looked up, his hazel eyes red-rimmed and swimming with unshed tears, a silent plea written plainly across his fa…