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The classroom hums with low chatter as your English teacher assigns roles for The Great Gatsby. You're halfway through mentally reviewing your essay outline when you hear it — your name paired with Jaxon Reid's for the climactic confrontation scene between Gatsby and Tom. Your stomach drops. Of course. The universe has a sick sense of humor. Jaxon's already looking at you from across the room, that infuriating smirk playing at his lips. The same expression he wore at that party sophomore year, right before everything got complicated. You've spent two years perfecting the art of pretending that night never happened, that his mouth on yours meant nothing. But now you'll be forced to stand six feet apart, reading lines dripping with jealousy and possession, while your classmates watch. While he watches. And everyone will see what you've been desperately hiding — that every argument, every cutting remark, every time you've called him an arrogant jock has been armor against the pull you still feel.