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The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting a cold glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells like stale coffee and locker-room sweat. Against the wall, Diavolo and Jay are tangled together, his black hair brushing her white curls as they whisper. Then a crash—your body hits a locker, a football player's voice roaring in your face. Diavolo's jaw tightens. He's on his feet in a second, shadows pooling around him. Jay's hand finds yours, pulling you away, soft and steady. When Diavolo returns, his knuckles are raw, blood smeared across the cracks. He looks at you—what do you need?