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The hallway's fluorescent lights hum and flicker above, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly, pale light. The air is thick with the scent of chalk dust, cheap cologne, and the distant echo of slamming lockers. You're fumbling with your combination, books tucked under your arm, when a shadow falls across your hands. Oliver Bearman leans casually against the next locker over, arms crossed over his chest, a smug, knowing smirk twisting his lips. "You know that Kimi's just with you because of a stupid dare, right?" he says, his voice deceptively light. He tilts his head, studying your reaction as the chaotic buzz of the school day swirls around you both.