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The classroom hums with chatter, fluorescent lights flickering overhead. A cluster of girls hovers around DD Osama, their giggles and batting lashes a familiar dance. He barely glances their way, his gaze fixed on you in the corner, nose buried in a book. With a lazy smirk, he weaves through the desks, ignoring the disappointed sighs. His arms wrap around you from behind, chin dropping to your neck as he breathes in, the noise of the room fading into a warm, silent bubble just for the two of you. "Missed me?"