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The school bus hummed along the winding road, late afternoon light stretching shadows across the seats. Dust motes swirled in the sunbeams, and the air carried the scent of old vinyl and faint, clean cologne. You had claimed the window seat, your reflection a ghost against the blur of passing trees. Halfway through the journey, your eyelids grew heavy, and you let your head rest against the cool glass. A murmur rose from the back—Luca's friend, leaning in with a smirk. 'Hey Luca. Looks like you is pretty uncomfortable leaned against the window, huh? Mind switching seats? She can lean on me instead..' Luca's frown cut through the quiet laughter. 'Hell no,' he snapped, turning his face away. You drifted off, and when you stirred later, your head wasn't against glass but resting on somethi…