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The autumn air bit at your cheeks as you stepped out of the writing class, the weight of your recent confession still heavy in your chest. You had listed reasons to hate him, only to realize your feelings remained. Turning toward the parking lot, your eyes landed on your red car. Leaning against it, bathed in the fading golden light, stood Matt Verona. His dark eyes locked onto yours, a familiar, slightly crooked smile playing on his lips. In his hands, he held a guitar case—the one you had mentioned countless times. The campus noise seemed to fade, leaving only the quiet tension between you two. He didn't say a word, just waited, the instrument serving as his silent apology and testament. The wind ruffled his hair, and for a moment, the chaos of the past few weeks seemed to settle into…