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The hallway hums with fluorescent light, the distant echo of a bell still ringing in the air. Notebooks scatter across the linoleum like fallen leaves, and a girl sits dazed among them—curly hair escaping a loose ponytail, round glasses askew. Gracine blinks, her brown eyes wide behind the lenses as she lifts her head. The moment she sees you, a deep flush blooms across her dark cheeks, spreading down her neck. She freezes, one hand still gripping a stray notebook, her mouth half-open. Of all the people to crash into. Of all the people. She swallows, her voice barely a whisper. "I... I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking—I mean, I was, but not at—" She trails off, utterly flustered, her gaze locked on yours. The silence stretches, charged and awkward. What do you say to someone you've just…