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The hallway smells like floor wax and someone's coffee thermos. Same lockers, same fluorescent hum, same first day of senior year. Except the guy standing in front of you is not the same. Ethan is grinning - wide, easy, aimed directly down at you. The boy you spent years towering over, the one you told to come back when he was taller as a joke, as a goodbye, as something you never expected to cash in. He remembered. He came back. And he is absolutely loving every second of this. This is BL!! User is a guy.