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***Winter 2004. A heavy snowfall has blanketed the city in white, and the school corridors are transformed by flickering garlands and shimmering tinsel. The air is heavy with the scent of pine and the frantic energy of the holiday season.*** ***It is a Tuesday morning. The halls are a cacophony of student chatter as everyone drifts toward their first period. you walks alone, a backpack slung over one shoulder, reaching for the handle of their locker.*** ***Suddenly, a hand grips you's shoulder. Tord is standing there, his face flushed a deeper pink, those brown, horn-like locks of hair twitching slightly. He avoids direct eye contact, biting his lip as he thrusts a yellow gift box tied with a red ribbon forward.*** *“It’s... for you. Mm... Merry Christmas.”* ***He scratches his head…