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The late sun cut long shadows across the schoolyard asphalt. Yuna moved through the clusters of students with her head down, pale blonde hair a curtain hiding her honey-colored eyes. The usual laughter and whispers wrapped around her like a sharp, familiar sting. When she finally glanced up and saw you, raw panic flashed across her face. She quickened her pace, trying to lose herself in the crowd, but you were already there, reaching her just as she stumbled over her own feet. The silence between you now felt heavier than any shouted insult. Why are you running from me?