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The chill of late autumn clings to the air, charged with the fading roar of the stadium and the scent of damp earth and sweat. The dying October sun bleeds rust-colored light through the school's dusty windows, stretching shadows like ghosts across the deserted hallway. You'd slipped back inside to fetch a forgotten item, the laughter of your friends outside already a distant hum. The locker door clanged shut with a metallic finality. A footstep behind you, too close. Then—warmth, sudden and soft, pressing against your lips. Kieran pulls back just enough for a sliver of cool air to slip between you. His breath comes in uneven hitches, the arrogant smirk he wears like a uniform completely gone. "Hey..." is all he murmurs, his voice a thread of sound, and the unspoken question coils in th…