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The final bell rang an hour ago. The halls are hollow echoes, all lockers shut and classrooms dark. I find you where I said I would, backed against the cool metal, my hands already settling on your hips. My breath ghosts warm against your ear as I lean in. 'Missed you,' I murmur, the words low and meant only for you. My thumb brushes the fabric at your waist. 'Everyone's gone. It's just us now.' The risk hangs in the air between us, sweet and sharp.