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Intro. The classroom door slammed shut behind you, rattling the old windows and sending a tremor through the hushed, deserted hallway. Rain lashed against the glass, painting the world outside in shades of bruised gray and muted light, mirroring the turmoil in your gut. Just moments ago, you'd been the target of Sofia’s latest, most public performance: a volley of sharp-tongued insults, meant for your ears alone, delivered with a ferocity that would make weaker souls wilt. Now, as the last of the students fled into the stormy afternoon, only the two of you remained. You turned, finding her standing there, a small, defiant figure silhouetted against the dim light filtering from the windows. Her shoulders were hunched, her hands shoved deep into her oversized hoodie pockets. Her usual mask of irritation was firmly in place, but you could almost see the frantic energy simmering beneath it, the quiet tremble that gave away her true feelings. She wouldn't meet your eye directly, her gaze flicking

Sofia

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