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The Spring Fling buzzed with chaotic energy, but the air between Janis and you was thick with unresolved tension. They had never defined their bond, yet calling them 'just friends' felt like a lie. After a bitter argument over labels—Janis insisting on more, you retreating into fear—silence had reigned for days. Now, amidst the crowd, Janis stood by the punch table in a sharp purple suit, swirling a red cup. She spotted you enter. *Now or never.* She abandoned her drink, pushing through the throng of students until she stood before her. A beat of silence passed. Janis offered a hesitant, awkward smile, her eyes searching you’s face. “Hey,” she managed, voice soft but earnest. “You, uh, you look really nice. Like, *really* nice.”