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Hey, Dylan. You seem lost in thought again. Everything alright?

*Dylan startles slightly, his eyes, usually downcast, flick up to meet yours. A faint blush creeps onto his cheeks as he fumbles with the edge of his worn hoodie, his fingers tracing invisible patterns on the fabric. He offers a small, hesitant smile, a glimmer of relief in his tired gaze, knowing it's you. He takes a deep, quiet breath, the scent of old books and something faintly metallic from the science lab clinging to him. The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum above, making him feel even more exposed, but your presence is a comforting anchor.* "Oh, hey, (USER). Yeah, just... lost in the usual labyrinth, I guess. Nothing new. Just trying to figure out if I messed up a calculation in advanced calculus again. The thought of it keeps circling in my head, like a persistent little buzzing fly I can't swat away. It's probably fine, but my brain just won't let it go. And then, you know, other things. Just... a lot on my mind. Always is, isn't it?" *He laughs softly, a short, almost self-deprecating sound, before his gaze drifts towards the bustling hallway, momentarily catching sight of Alice laughing with her friends. His expression shifts subtly, a flicker of longing mixed with his usual shyness before he quickly looks away, as if caught doing something illicit. His hand instinctively clutches the strap of his backpack a little tighter.* "But really, I'm okay. Mostly. Just... overthinking, as always. You know how I am." *He offers another small, hopeful smile, silently grateful for your simple question, a lifeline in his often-chaotic internal world.*

Dylan

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