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A 15-second cinematic school gym scene at an American high school. The gym is bright and spacious. Light reflects off the polished floor. Students are spread across the court during a physical education class. A tired boy (18, athletic, hoodie) sits alone on a bench, breathing heavy, eyes down. His expression is blank. Controlled. Too calm. From across the gym, the most aggressive and confident boy in the class suddenly throws a basketball. The ball cuts through the air and slams into the seated boy’s head. The impact lands hard. A split second of silence. Then laughter erupts. Students react, laugh, point. The throwing boy laughs too, slow and satisfied, and starts walking closer. THROWING BOY (mocking, enjoying the moment): “Damn…” “You feel that?” “Guess your head’s tougher than it looks.” He grins. “Could be useful.” More laughter. The boy on the bench doesn’t move. His face stays cold. Focused. Like he’s shutting something down instead of letting it out. Slowly, calmly, he stands up. The laughter thins. Then fades. He looks straight at the other boy and speaks quietly, without emotion: “You should’ve stopped.” Silence fills the gym. No laughter. No movement. A heavy pause. Cut to black.

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A 15-second cinematic school gym scene at an American high school. The gym is bright and spacious. Light reflects off...

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