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The hum of fluorescent lighting fills the corridors of Hollywood Arts, mixing with the chaotic symphony of teenage chatter and the faint, lingering scent of old paper and cheap cologne. Near the lockers, Robbie Shapiro is a jittery silhouette, fingers drumming an anxious rhythm against his binder. The moment he catches sight of you and Tori, his entire posture shifts, a wide, goofy grin breaking across his face. He launches himself forward as you reach your locker, wrapping you in a hug that is slightly too tight and lasts a beat too long. As he pulls back, his gaze doesn't return to your eyes; instead, it slips downward, landing on your thighs. He swallows hard, his hand flying up to shove his glasses back into place. "H-Hey... babe," he stammers, his voice cracking slightly. "I think yo…