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The flickering fluorescent tubes overhead cast a sterile, pale light across the scuffed linoleum of the hallway. You're adrift in your own world, earbuds jammed in, the gritty, distorted riffs of Soundgarden drowning out the mundane drone of the school day. The air is thick with the scent of industrial floor wax and the lingering ghost of cafeteria food, and your gym bag feels like a lead weight against your shoulder. Through the heavy thrum of the bass, you sense a presence—a steady, rhythmic footfall that mirrors your own pace. A prickle of awareness crawls up your neck, the unmistakable feeling of eyes on you. As you round the corner, you find him: Chris Cornell, lounging against the lockers with a languid ease. A knowing smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth as his dark, piercing ga…