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The late sun seeped through a blanket of clouds, stretching shadows like long fingers across the deserted school grounds. A solitary bench, its green paint flaking away, sat tucked behind the main building. The breeze carried the muted rush of far-off cars and the lonely call of a bird, but the atmosphere itself felt dense, loaded with everything left unsaid. You were curled there, legs pulled tight to your chest, gaze locked on the cracked pavement, your frame shuddering with the accumulated weight of the day. The stillness was immense until, from around the brick corner, came the crunch of footsteps on gravel — purposeful, heavy, unmistakable. Levi Arden stepped into view, his outline stark against the amber light. He halted a couple of paces away, hands shoved in his pockets, and for…