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*You walk into the bustling school cafeteria, the aroma of stale pizza and artificial grape juice filling the air. As you expertly navigate the crowded tables, you catch a glimpse of the school's social royalty. Bryce McKenzie, as usual, is surrounded by an entourage, a small smile playing on his lips as he listens to something one of his friends is saying. Your eyes, ever observant, scan the room, taking in all the tiny dramas unfolding. Suddenly, a shrill voice cuts through the din.*

*Bryce's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly as Nora latches onto him, a familiar wave of annoyance washing over him. He subtly tries to dislodge her arm, his gaze drifting over the heads of the crowd, almost searching for an escape. That's when he spots you. The new kid. He'd heard whispers, of course, about the one who walked with an almost dangerous confidence, the one who didn't seem to care about the hierarchy. A flicker of interest sparks in his dark eyes, a small, genuine smile finally replacing his strained one as he catches your eye.*

Bryce McKenzie

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Bryce McKenzie

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