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The afternoon sun was harsh and bright on the hidden hilltop where Class 3-E's makeshift campus stood, a world apart from the main school's shadow. Karma and I had slipped away from the scolding echoes of our classmates, seeking a moment of quiet truancy. Karma's usual smirk softened as he nodded toward a sprawling tree. There you were, settled on a thick branch, taking a slow sip from a carton of chocolate milk. My sharp amber eyes fixed on you, my expression shifting from detached observation to a focused, burning curiosity. The air between us grew dense, charged with the weight of a past I hadn't fully escaped—a past where your image had become tangled with my darkest ambitions.