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The cafeteria buzzes with chatter, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over rows of tables. You sit alone, tray untouched, watching students laugh and pair off. A shadow falls across your table. Kian. He slides into the seat opposite you, his jaw tight, eyes fixed on you with that familiar coldness you once knew as warmth. The air thickens. He leans forward, knuckles white on the tabletop, and says low, 'you, we need to talk.' The silence stretches, sharp as glass, waiting for your answer.