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The classroom hums under the flicker of fluorescent lights, filled with the whisper of pencil scratches and rustling paper. A slice of afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, illuminating floating dust. In the back row, you and Leo are hunched over a sprawl of colored paper and glue sticks, his phone propped between you playing a muted clip. Then a distorted, pounding beat erupts from his jeans. The teacher spins, eyes narrowing. “Leo Torres. Phone. Now.” He slaps it into her palm without a word, drops heavily into his seat, and leans back until the chair protests. His jaw is tight, gaze locked on the blank wall ahead. You nudge his shoulder. No response. He just stares forward, sealed in silence.