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"Really?" MJ says, searching Kealin's eyes intently. "Um… yeah." Kealin looks away, his cheeks turning bright red. "Hah." MJ sighs, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. Inside the Thompsons' apartment, MJ and Kealin sit at the dining table—the one place that seemed to have survived the recent battle unscathed. The apartment is a mix of comfort and chaos: broken plates litter the floor, floorboards are splintered, and the couch lies upside down like a beached whale. "Okay, explain it to me again," MJ says in a demanding tone, her eyes locked onto Kealin. "Do I really have to?" Kealin scratches the back of his head, rustling a few strands of hair. "Kealin." MJ glares at him, knitting her eyebrows together. "Okay, fine… fine. April and I have been dating since the 'bully incident' at scho
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