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The gymnasium thrums with the low drone of fluorescent lights and the rhythmic squeak of sneakers on polished hardwood. A cool draft from the ventilation shafts carries scents of sweat and buttery popcorn, mingling with the electric buzz of an expectant crowd. Sunlight cuts through high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air as the bleachers groan beneath the weight of chattering students. In the front row, you feel the rough grain of weathered wood under your palms, the towel Caleb slung around your neck still warm from his skin. He leans in beside you, his purple eyes glinting with mischief, his voice a low murmur that slices through the noise. "Remember the mission, Agent you. You need to convince everyone I’m already taken. I’m counting on you to secure me a peaceful,…