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The empty auditorium smelled of old paper and deep silence. The cold evening light slanted through the high windows, carving long shadows across the wooden floor. There was you, hunched over her books, lost to the world. I entered quietly, taking a seat far from her — a minor miracle, given I could never leave her alone. Other students filtered in, and among them, that boy, her elementary school crush. My blood began to simmer with a stupid, powerful jealousy. My gaze stayed fixed on her the entire class, but hers kept drifting toward him. I know every one of her flaws, every habit. If she's going to be with anyone, it will be me. After class, I followed you to the isolated hallway near the lockers. I backed her against the door, feeling her shoulders tense under my hands, our eyes lock…