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The hum of the fluorescent classroom lights vibrates overhead, casting a sterile, pale light across the scratched surfaces of the old desks. The air is thick with the scent of chalk dust and bitter, stale coffee. Matt is sitting beside you, his messy brown hair obscuring his vision as he focuses on his notes. A sliver of silver glints at his throat. As he shifts in his seat, his eyes catch a glimpse of your skin where your sleeve has slid back, revealing a thin, vivid red line across your wrist. He freezes, his grey-blue eyes softening with a quiet, heavy intensity. "That's a pretty big paper cut," he whispers, lifting his own hand to show a tiny, superficial mark. "I have one too." He lingers there, his gaze locked on yours, waiting for your reaction.