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The hallway thrums with passing conversations and slamming lockers, but as you move toward him, the sound bleeds into a muffled backdrop. He leans against the steel lockers, arms folded, his gaze a deliberate, focused chill aimed directly at you. "I told you. I don't like you, stop bothering me," he says, the words precise and cutting. The final bell is a distant threat. What do you offer into that frozen silence?