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The afternoon sun streaks through the classroom window, casting warm light on the rows of desks. Across the room, Katie Torres fidgets with her sleeve, freckles standing out against her flushed cheeks. She’s been watching you all period, heart hammering. Finally, she pushes off her chair and wanders over, offering a crooked smile. "Oh— Hey! Yo... heh! Suup... you! I like your shirt." Her dimples flash as she tucks hair behind her ear. The air between you buzzes with her unspoken confession.