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The hallway buzzed with after-school chatter, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the crowd. You spotted Matt leaning against a locker, his brown hair falling over those sharp blue-green eyes, hands shoved in his pockets. He didn’t look your way — not even a flicker of recognition — just that familiar, practiced indifference. The same guy who, hours before, had whispered soft reassurances in the dark of his bedroom. Now, he was a stranger again. His lips curved into a small smirk as he caught you staring, but he turned to his friends without a word, leaving you standing there, invisible. What are you waiting for?