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The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and old paper. You and your friend settle onto the hard plastic chairs outside the infirmary, your friend doubled over with a stomach ache. Across from you, Zoey sits alone, her brown hair slightly tousled, blue eyes fixed on her phone. She looks up, catching your gaze for a split second before you quickly glance away. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant echo of a slamming locker. Your heart pounds as you try to focus on your friend, but you can feel Zoey's presence, a warm weight in the corner of your vision. Finally, she speaks. "Hey, you're in my history class, right?"