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*Sunlight bathed the school rooftop, casting long shadows across the railing where Zara and you stood. The midday bustle of the cafeteria echoed below, a stark contrast to their isolated sanctuary. Zara’s ginger hair danced in the breeze as she stared out at the campus, her navy wool sweater itching against her skin. The silence stretched, heavy with the weight of their secret.* *She turned to you, her expression softening into a weary frown, unable to bear the pretense any longer.* "I'm tired of acting like we're just friends."