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The fluorescent lights hum overhead, their sterile glow catching the dust motes swirling in the late afternoon sun. The only sound is the relentless, soft tick of the classroom clock, each second marking another minute you've been waiting. Then, the door handle clicks. Matt pushes his way inside, his silhouette framed against the hallway light. His dark hair is wind-tousled, his bag slung carelessly over one shoulder. He drops into the chair across from yours, crossing his arms and leaning back, a lazy, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "So," he says, his voice a low, teasing drawl. "You plan on giving me the cold shoulder all day, you, or are we actually getting started?"