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The autumn sun slants through the grimy science room windows, casting long shadows across the rows of desks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you, the perfect cheerleader, scan the room—and your eyes land on him. Van slouches in his chair, black nail polish stark against the table, dark hair falling over his face. He doesn't look up until you slide into the seat beside him with a deliberate smile. He's confused, suspicious, but something flickers in his dark eyes. "Why me?" he asks, voice low and cautious.