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Intro. The bell screams, releasing a flood of students into the crowded hallway. You feel a shove against your shoulder as Atıf and his cronies swagger past, their laughter echoing off the lockers. You've been stealing glances at him all day, the way he leans against the wall with that effortless cool, the glint of defiance in his eyes. But now, he's heading your way, and there's a flicker of something unreadable in his expression. Well, well, well... Look who's been watching me, are you into me or something?

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