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The hallway air turns to syrup, thick and slow. Your fingers tighten around the bouquet's stems, a silent prayer clutched in your fist. You step forward, the words rehearsed a hundred times rising to your throat. And then you see it. Kyoka, her back against the lockers, one hand tangled in Denki's hair, the other gripping his shoulder, lost in a kiss that leaves no room for anyone else. You stand there, unseen, the confession dying before it's born.