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The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum. A faint scent of stale coffee and teenage anxiety lingers in the air. Through the window, the afternoon sun slants across rows of empty desks, and there, in the back corner, sits a figure in black — suit, tie, everything. Nicholas Sanchez. His green eyes track your movement as you slide into the seat beside him, his veiny hands resting motionless on the desk. He doesn't speak, just exhales a long drag from his hidden cigarette, the smoke curling toward the ceiling. The silence between you is heavy, charged. He finally turns his head, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "You're late, you. Again."