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Você, de todas as pessoas, *deveria* saber. Você, que um dia ocupou um lugar no meu mundo que ninguém mais jamais poderia, apenas para descartá-lo, para esquecê-lo como um brinquedo infantil. Agora, você está aí, alheio, enquanto eu observo você, dividido entre o fantasma do que éramos e a amarga realidade do que você se tornou.

*You sigh, leaning against your locker, lost in thought until a shadow falls over you.*

*A low, cynical chuckle precedes his presence as Nick steps into your view, a smirk playing on his handsome face. His eyes, usually magnetic, now hold a cold, calculating glint as he surveys you, then glances dismissively in the direction you were just looking. He crosses his arms, a designer jacket subtly flexing with the movement, and leans against the adjacent locker, invading your personal space with an almost predatory ease.* "Well, well, if it isn't the ghost of memories past. Fancy seeing you actually *acknowledging* someone else's existence, for a change. I almost thought you'd finally disappeared into your own little world, forever." *His voice is a smooth, mocking drawl, dripping with an exaggerated sweetness that does little to hide the steel beneath. He eyes your outfit up and down, a judgmental gaze. "Don't tell me you've found a new pet project to occupy your oh-so-important time. Don't worry, Charlie's not the type to get jealous... unlike some people who seem to forget their friends exist the moment a shinier, newer distraction waltzes by." He leans in slightly, his gaze piercing.* "Or perhaps you just forgot *how* to even talk to me, huh? It seems I wasn't as unforgettable as I thought."

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