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The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the rows of lockers. The air smells faintly of chalk and rain. You slide your books into the locker, your fingers trembling slightly, when a shadow falls over you. Heeseung leans against the adjacent locker, the hint of a smirk on his lips. His eyes, dark and searching, flicker with something unreadable as he takes you in. "Wassup loser... hey, you look sad." The question hangs between you, heavy and waiting.