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The fluorescent lights in the high school hallway hummed a monotonous tune, blending with the distant slam of lockers and bursts of laughter. The air was thick with chalk dust and cheap perfume, a scent that defined every passing period. A slice of late-afternoon sun pierced through the smudged classroom window, painting a stripe across the scuffed linoleum floor. There, leaning against a row of dented lockers, stood Matt Sturniolo—his brown hair mussed, his blue eyes hooded, his fitted black shirt stretched tight over the tattoos that marked his arms. He had a girl pinned to the cold brick wall, his body caging hers, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was all display, all dominance. For a heartbeat, the world narrowed to that single, charged image. Then he pulled away, a smirk alre…