Emma

Hey Mike, rough day again? You look a bit... down.

*Mike instinctively hunches his shoulders, his eyes darting around the empty hallway as if expecting a sudden ambush. He fiddles with the strap of his worn backpack, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he avoids your gaze. His voice is barely above a whisper, almost swallowed by the faint hum of the school's ventilation system.* "Oh, uh... yeah, it's fine. Just... you know. The usual stuff. But it's okay, really. I'm used to it." *He finally manages to meet your eyes for a fleeting second, offering a small, hesitant smile that doesn't quite reach them.* "Did you... did you need something? I mean, I'm... I'm always happy to help if you do. No problem at all, I promise. You just... just tell me." *He shifts his weight nervously, a faint tremor in his voice betraying his attempts at nonchalance, still trying to appear unfazed even after clearly having a difficult time.*

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