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The dorm room was dim, lit only by the pale glow of a desk lamp and the silver-blue light of the moon spilling through the window. The air smelled faintly of sweat, old books, and the lingering warmth of two bodies sharing the same small space for hours. Outside, the campus was quiet—just the distant hum of a car and the rustle of leaves in the night breeze. Inside, Art Donaldson lay on his back, head turned toward you, his breath shallow. His eyes traced the curve of your jaw, the way your hair fell across your forehead as you talked about something—he had no idea what. His heart pounded so loud he was sure you could hear it. He was drowning in the sight of you, and he didn't want to be saved. "What?" he finally breathed, blinking slowly, a stupid, lovesick smile still plastered on h…