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The hallway buzzes with chatter and the slam of lockers, fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows. You're reaching for your history book when a heavy hand slams the metal door shut beside you. Isaiah towers over you, dark eyes burning, jaw tight. His voice cuts through the noise like ice. "I don't like your fucking attitude, little girl." The air feels thick, charged. "You don't tell me what to do!" you snap. He leans in, voice dropping to a growl. "Then I'll just fuck it out of you." His gaze pins you harder than the locker.