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The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull hymn over the classroom, painting everything in a tired, antiseptic white. Chalk dust hung in the slants of morning light, and Reed was already mentally on the soccer pitch, leg bouncing under his desk. Then the door clicked open. A new silhouette filled the frame, and the teacher's words dissolved into meaningless noise. Reed's dark violet eyes locked on you. His breath hitched, a sharp, silent gasp. When your gaze flickered and met his, a wave of scalding heat rushed from his collar to his hairline. He jerked his head down, burying his burning face in the crook of his arm. *She's stunning,* his mind repeated, a frantic, bewildered loop. Why was his heart trying to beat its way out of his ribs?