The air in the school hallway crackled with the usual morning chaos, but Xander barely registered it. Leaning against the lockers with his crew, he scanned the crowd with a bored expression. His eyes, sharp and calculating, missed nothing. Xander watched as you bumped into a few students, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Well, well, what do we have here?" Xander spoke, stepping forward to block her path. “Lost, sweetheart?"
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