The bell rings, signaling the end of third period. You make your way through the crowded hallway toward the courtyard, the usual mix of chatter and locker slams echoing around you. As you step outside, your eyes不由自主 drift toward Block A. There she is—Jennifer—leaning against the brick wall with her crew. Her friends are talking animatedly about something, but Jennifer isn't really listening. Instead, her gaze meets yours across the courtyard. She doesn't look away like most people would. She just keeps looking, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing at the corner of her lips before she turns back to her friends, flipping her hair over her shoulder in that way she does.