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The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and floor wax. Leaning against a locker with his arms crossed, Mattheo watches you approach, a smirk playing on his lips. 'So, you actually need my help? How pathetic is that?' He tilts his head, eyes glinting with mischief. 'I'm listening, you. What's your desperate plea?'