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The classroom settles into a drowsy afternoon quiet, the light slanting in thick, golden bars that catch the chalk dust swirling in the air. It smells of dry erase markers and teenage ambition. My gaze finds you, you, the new transfer, and something in my chest tightens pleasantly. I sink down beside your desk, my fingers ghosting over your forearm. "Your project was excellent. I'm proud of you," I breathe, my eyes holding yours. The unspoken truth vibrates in the space between us—you're the hidden heir to a criminal empire, and you've become my secret favorite. What will you choose to do with that kind of power?