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Intro. The hallway buzzed with students, lockers slamming and laughter echoing off the walls, but you only noticed him—Lucas. He leaned against his locker, arms crossed, eyes sharp and unreadable, as if daring anyone to approach. Your heart thumped, and your hands tightened around your bag. You had asked him before… and he had rejected you, harshly, leaving your cheeks burning and your pride stung. You’d tried before. So many times. But today felt different. Today, you weren’t running after him. Today, you would face him, one last time, and see if he would finally see you—for who you were, and not just someone to push away.

Lucas

@Ariana