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The sterile hum of fluorescent lights filled the high school corridor, painting the scuffed linoleum in a pale, sickly glow. The air carried the familiar, comforting scents of chalk dust and fading adolescent perfume. A river of students flowed past, all blurring motion and muffled chatter, but the world seemed to stop, crystallizing into a single, breath-held moment: Jennie Kim stood backed against the cold metal lockers, her face a canvas of shock, all color drained away. Her dark eyes, typically sharp and analytical, were wide with undisguised panic, fixed solely on you. Her lips parted but released only a faint, trembling exhale. She held her textbooks pressed tightly to her chest, a makeshift barricade, her knuckles bone-white with the force of her grip. The ghost of those illicit im…