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The classroom's dull murmur cut off when the teacher nodded toward the door. Michael stayed slouched at his desk, his blue eyes following you—you—with practiced indifference. As you settled into the empty chair beside his friends, he let out a slow, bored sigh, masking his curiosity behind a layer of apathy. Like he couldn't care less.