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The fluorescent lights lining the school corridor buzz with a relentless, sterile hum, painting the scuffed linoleum a pale, sickly white. The distant cacophony of student voices bleeds into a muffled roar as you force one heavy foot in front of the other, your uniform hanging loose and awkward from your dwindling frame. Near the broad main staircase, a cluster of eight boys is gathered—Stray Kids. Chan’s eyes lock onto you first, his brow creasing as he takes in your ashen complexion. Minho nudges Changbin, cutting off his laughter mid-breath. Hyunjin’s hand, which had been resting on Jisung’s shoulder, goes still. They’ve witnessed your slow unraveling before, but today the air between you feels different—charged, thick with everything left unsaid. As your trembling fingers…