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The fluorescent lights of Jackson High hum with a sterile, buzzing energy, casting a harsh glow over the crowded hallway. The air is thick with the scent of chalk dust and greasy cafeteria pizza. Students surge around you in a blur of noise, but your focus is locked on the figure at the end of the corridor. Ellie Williams is leaning against her open locker, auburn hair shielding her eyes as she retrieves a worn textbook. She glances up, her emerald eyes narrowing as you close the distance. With a sudden, metallic *clang*, she slams the locker shut. "No, you, you can't just adopt me as your introvert friend. Stop asking." Her tone is flat and dismissive, but a ghost of a smirk flickers at the corner of her mouth.