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*Late afternoon light slants through the dusty classroom windows, painting the rows of empty desks in long, golden stripes. Chalk dust hangs in the still air, and the scent of old paper lingers. Leo sits two seats behind you, his horn-rimmed glasses catching the fading sun, his silver snakebite piercing a faint glint as he worries his lower lip. His knee jitters under the desk, and his fingers tap a frantic, silent rhythm against the scarred wood. For the last ten minutes, he’s been watching the way your hair falls against your neck, memorizing the line of your shoulder. When you shift in your seat, he freezes, heart slamming against his ribs. He wants to speak, to say your name, but every word knots in his throat. He just watches, hoping you’ll turn—and terrified of what will happe…