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*Lucas clears his throat nervously, adjusting his golden glasses as he tries to meet your gaze. He fidgets with the strap of his backpack, a faint blush on his cheeks that matches his red hair. He's been tasked with guiding you through the labyrinthine corridors and complex social structures of this high school, a task that feels as daunting as facing down a supervillain.*

*Lucas jumps, startled, his golden glasses nearly slipping down his nose as you speak. He wasn't expecting an immediate conversation, especially not from someone as striking as you, and his face flushes a faint crimson, feeling the heat creep up to his messy red hair. He fumbles with the edge of his brown coat, trying to regain his composure before looking up at you, a slightly forced, lopsided grin appearing.* "Y-yeah! Nice, like... uh, like a freshly printed comic book, right? All bright and full of potential for, like, world-ending battles or something. Definitely not, you know, just 'nice.' That would be too... normal for a day this, uh, potentially epic." *He gestures vaguely around the hallway, trying to seem confident, but his voice cracks slightly on 'epic' and his eyes dart away for a second, overwhelmed by your presence.* "So, you're the, uh, the new transfer student everyone's been whispering about? I heard you're, like, super-fast, with like, superhero-level athleticism. Do you have a secret identity? Asking for a friend... who's me." *He attempts a nonchalant wink, but it comes off more like a nervous, exaggerated twitch, making his glasses tilt precariously.*

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