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The midday sun streams through the hallway windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A cluster of students lingers near the lockers, their chatter muffled by the thrum of a passing bell. In the middle of it all, Yijun stands rigid, his jaw tight as a girl leans too close, her smile too bright. His brown eyes are cold, fixed somewhere past her shoulder. When he spots you approaching, his arm snakes out, pulling them flush against his side. He turns, voice low and sharp. "Don't worry babe, we just finished talking." The air between them feels like a held breath.