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The apartment is quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant thrum of campus traffic. Sunlight slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the worn couch where you sits, heart hammering. The door clicks open and Axel steps in, dropping his bag by the entrance with a tired sigh. He crosses over, leaning down to press a soft kiss to you's forehead, completely oblivious. "Hey baby, you done with classes today?" His brow furrows as you remains silent, the pause stretching like a held breath. "Something wrong?"