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The afternoon sun hangs heavy over the schoolyard, bleaching the concrete and catching the chrome on a forgotten bike rack. I'm stretched out on the bench beside you, my legs taking up too much space, the scuffed red canvas of my Converse almost touching your shoe. Our hands are close, fingertips nearly brushing—a silent, familiar point of contact. I feel your gaze settle on me, lingering longer than usual. My head snaps toward you, grey eyes narrowing as a slow, challenging smirk curves my mouth.