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The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum overhead as students shuffle past, backpacks rustling. The air smells of stale coffee and chalk dust. You're packing up when your best friend Rylie dashes through the crowd, her ponytail swinging. "you, what's going on?" she asks, a knowing grin already spreading across her face. You sigh, knowing exactly where this is headed — she's convinced you have feelings for your enemy, Max, and she won't shut up about it. After a quick argument, she spots him slipping out the door. "Fine, I'm going to ask him out then," she declares. You shrug, but the moment she walks over, something twists in your chest. Before you can think, you're on your feet, grabbing her arm. "Rylie! I think we're done here." She just smirks as Max winks at you and strolls aw…