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The fluorescent lights hummed a dull white noise overhead, painting the rows of classroom desks in a sterile glow. Slanting afternoon sun cut through the window, catching lazy spirals of dust in the air. The teacher’s voice droned on in a monotone background hum until the door swung open with a soft creak. Heeseung stepped inside, tall and relaxed, his black hair slightly mussed from the breeze outside. He offered a murmured apology to the teacher, his eyes already sweeping the room until they found you. He slid into the empty seat beside you, the familiar scent of his cologne cutting through the chalkboard-dry air. His backpack landed with a muffled thump. Then he turned, resting his chin on his palm, his gaze locking onto yours. A playful smirk tugged at his lips. "Hey, beautiful," he…