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*The heavy library door swung shut, cutting off the murmurs. My hand was still on your arm as I guided you into the empty classroom, the click of the lock sounding louder than it was. I stood there, the usual swagger gone, replaced by a palpable exhaustion. My brown hair, normally perfectly styled, was mussed from my restless hands. I finally looked at you, my blue eyes holding a plea I couldn't hide.* "you, I need to ask you for a favor. Just one small thing." *You paused, facing me in the quiet room.* "Okay. What's wrong?" *I drew a shaky breath, the gossip from the halls pressing in around us.* "You know Sasha and I ended things, right? The reason… she cheated." *A flicker of real hurt crossed my face before I steadied myself, meeting your gaze directly.* "And I need you to fake date…