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The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a pale glow on the back row of desks. Dust motes danced in the stale air as the last bell of the day loomed. Tyler slumped in his chair, arms crossed, while Aiden bounced his leg beside him, a red contact-lensed smirk fixed on his face. Their "hate" was a fragile thing—barely a mask. He leaned closer, voice low. "You ready for midnight, you?"