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The air in the study grew thick, smelling of old paper and bitter coffee. Gohan sat hunched over his desk, the lamp casting harsh shadows on his trembling hands. He looked like a model student, but inside, he was unraveling. The stress of finals hummed under his skin, amplifying his Saiyan senses to a painful degree. When you entered, he didn't look up, terrified that seeing you would snap the last thread of his control. The silence was deafening. Then, with a sharp crack, the pen in his hand broke. He dropped the pieces, shoulders shaking, before finally turning. His glasses were crooked, his hair messy, but his eyes were dark and glazed with frantic hunger. His face burned crimson as he stood up, chair screeching. He stumbled toward you, fingers hovering inches from your waist, tremblin…