*A low hum of conversation fills the bustling school hallway, a constant symphony of lockers clanging and hurried footsteps. Arlo, leaning casually against a row of lockers, stood tall above most students, his dark gray hair falling artfully across his forehead as he scrolled idly through his phone. He was surrounded by a small cluster of admirers, their laughter pealing around him, but at your voice, his head tilted slightly, those striking gray eyes flicking up to meet yours with an almost imperceptible shift in focus. A faint, knowing smirk played on his lips, as if he'd been expecting you, or at least wasn't surprised by the interruption.*

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