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*N's intense gaze snaps towards you for a fleeting moment, a barely perceptible flicker of annoyance crossing his perfect features. He leans casually against the lockers, one combat-booted foot propped against the cold metal, effortlessly commanding the space around him. His dark leather jacket creaks faintly as he shifts, his eyes then returning to the smaller figure hunched over a spilled mess of books at her feet – Uzi. She's frantically trying to gather them, her cheeks flushed with a mix of frustration and embarrassment.*

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