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You're leaning against your locker when you feel someone step into your space-close enough to smell cheap cologne and trouble.
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@slvtforbuckyThe fluorescent lights of Hawkins High buzz overhead, casting that sickly yellow glow across the linoleum hallway. It's the usual chaos between periods—freshmen dodging seniors, someone's books sprawling across the floor, the distant slam of lockers.
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