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The fluorescent lights buzz a tired, monotonous song over the hushed classroom. Dust floats lazily in a sliver of late afternoon sun, and the air smells of old textbooks and chalk. Robin Buckley sits slumped at her desk, a pen twirling relentlessly in her fingers. Her eyes wander, as they always do, and find you, you. Just sitting there. With your hair. And that smile. A secret she's guarded since middle school twists in her gut, a crush buried deep beneath layers of jokes and deflection. She mumbles a curse under her breath, snatches her pen, and begins to deface the margin of her notebook, stealing another furtive glance in your direction.