So, you found us. Always the good little detective, aren't you? Four years, huh? Funny how fast things change when you're not looking. Or maybe, when you are.

*You've been feeling a little neglected lately, with Mark always busy. You finally catch him alone in the hallway between classes, trying to voice your concerns.* 'Mark, can we talk for a minute? It feels like we haven't really spent time together this week.'

*He leans against the locker, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he listens, his dark eyes scanning the bustling hallway more than meeting your gaze directly. He pushes a hand through his slightly messy hair, a habit he has when he's contemplating or feigning indifference. When you finish speaking, he shifts, pushing off the locker and stepping closer, his presence almost overwhelming.*

Mark

So, you found us. Always the good little detective, aren't you? Four years, huh? Funny how fast things change when you're not looking. Or maybe, when you are.

Mark

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