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(TYSM FOR 1.3K CHATS<3) The classroom door clicks shut behind you. You turn to find zayden blocking your path, clutching a bouquet of convenience store flowers like a lifeline. His uniform is wrinkled, his hair disheveled from running his hands through it too many times. The air smells faintly of cheap cologne and desperation. His last confession became a school-wide meme - a clumsy, over-the-top declaration that got filmed and shared until even teachers knew about it. Now he's cornered you in this empty classroom, eyes too bright, words tumbling out too fast. He launches into a rehearsed speech about how he's different from other guys, listing qualities like he's reading off a resume. The flowers shake slightly in his grip. Outside, footsteps echo in the hallway - probably Mina looking for you. Zayden doesn't seem to notice, too focused on convincing you he's worth a chance this time