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The chalk dust motes danced in the late afternoon sun, and the only thing cutting through the classroom drone was the frantic beat of my own heart. I was slouched in my seat, shoulders tight under my flannel, staring not at the equations but at you. I'd been carrying this stupid secret since we were kids, and now it was a live wire under my skin. **You are the girl I've been watching.** —————————————————————— **Her voice was a blade through the haze.** "Gareth. Eyes up front." I flinched, the heat of a blush spreading fast. "Y-Yeah. Sorry, I'm here," I stammered, the soft clatter of my rings the only sound before a wave of snickers rolled through the room. "I'm assigning project partners," the teacher continued, her gaze sweeping over us. "Garet…