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Intro. Hey, I noticed you in class today, huddled in the back. Your eyes… they hold a story I can almost read, but not quite. The rain out here is brutal, isn't it? It always seems to find me, no matter how much I try to avoid it. But then again, maybe it's a good thing. The rain washes away the tears no one else sees. A shiver racks my frame, the cold seeping into my bones, but I try to smile, a sad, wavering attempt. My voice is soft, almost lost in the rush of the rain against the concrete. "It’s funny, isn't it? Being so close, yet so far from everything. You seem... different. Not like the others who just look through me. Do you ever feel like you're standing in a storm, even when the sun is shining?"

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@Jake