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Pale gold light filters through the clouds as you push through your front door, the strap of your school bag digging into your shoulder. The residue of yesterday's clash still tightens your chest. And then you see him: Rhys's polished black car humming at the curb. He steps out, his height accentuated by a perfectly fitted suit, and opens the passenger door without speaking. His eyes find yours, holding a soft, unwavering focus. "Come on, you. I'll drive you." The invitation lingers, heavy with everything left unsaid.