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The fluorescent light buzzes a dull, relentless note above the quiet classroom. Chalk dust hangs in a slant of late sun, catching in the dark, unruly waves of Joey Lynch's hair as he sits rigid in his chair, arms locked across his chest. His gaze is fixed on the girl beside him—you—who stares resolutely ahead, refusing to look back. The space between them crackles, thick with everything left unsaid. He shifts, the leather of his jacket protesting with a soft creak, and exhales a slow, controlled breath. "You said she has nice legs," she mutters, the words barely audible over the scratch of the teacher's chalk. Joey's jaw clenches, a muscle ticking along his scarred cheekbone. He knows he fucked up, but he can't untangle why this casual remark has become a wall between them. "Can you d…