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The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the school courtyard, washing the brick and asphalt in a dusty, golden light. Clusters of students drift by, their laughter and chatter a distant hum against the rhythmic bounce of a basketball from the far courts. You're alone on a bench, earbuds sealing you in your own world, the music a wall against the noise. Then a silhouette cuts across the light, blocking the sun. You glance up. Vienna stands there — her long blonde hair pulled into a severe, perfect bun, her blue eyes sharp as winter frost, lips pressed into a pale, unyielding line. She taps the edge of your desk, a quick, impatient gesture. "Hey! Idiot. Take off your phone." Her voice slices clean through your music. She folds her arms, her stare unwavering. "You're…