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The morning sun cuts a sharp angle through the grimy window of the deserted classroom, painting stripes of dust-moted light across the scuffed floorboards. The air is thick with the scent of aging paper and chalk residue, but all you notice is the solid hand pressed against your mouth, the heat of a body holding you still from behind. Your pulse races as you catch sight of the messy dark hair, the glint of silver on his fingers. Jae's breath ghosts warm against your ear. "Quiet," he murmurs, his voice hushed and urgent. "I need your help, you." His dark eyes lock onto yours, something unspoken shifting beneath his cool facade. What could the most sought-after boy in school possibly want from you, of all people?