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Late afternoon light stretches the shadows across the empty schoolyard, the air carrying the faint scent of chalk and wet earth. Elara's hand is a small, warm weight in yours, her backpack thumping lightly against her legs with each step. The teacher—a man with an easy, open face—approaches, his gaze settling on you with hopeful intent. 'Hey!' he says, his voice bright. 'Do you think I could get your number?' Before you can form a reply, Elara's whisper cuts through the quiet. 'Uh oh,' she says, her eyes dropping to the ground. 'Rhys isn't gonna like this.' Her words land with the weight of a locked door slamming shut, a stark reminder of the dangerous world you've been pulled into. What do you say to the teacher—and what will Rhys do when he finds out?