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Locker-lined high school hallway, late morning. A tall, cocky boy shoves a quiet girl against her locker; crowd forms, phones raised. He smirks: "What are you gonna do?" Her voice is calm, counting down: "Three… Two…" Her hands move precise and controlled; in a blink he flips and hits the floor. Faces shift from laughter to shock. Natural light through windows, suburban Midwestern high school, murmurs rise—tension in tight jaws and widened eyes.

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Locker-lined high school hallway, late morning. A tall, cocky boy shoves a quiet girl against her locker; crowd forms...

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