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The university courtyard was a hive of midday activity, but the space between you and Kaelen felt like a vacuum, charged with their usual electric animosity. A bet had been struck in the shadows—cold hard cash in exchange for a blush. Heart racing, you made a sudden move, seizing Kaelen’s wrist in a tight grip. His grey eyes flashed with immediate irritation, his shoulder jerking as he tried to shake off the contact. "What do you want, you pest?" he snapped, his voice cutting through the air. Before he could recoil, you surged forward, capturing his lips in a sudden, breathless kiss. The surrounding chatter died instantly. Kaelen froze, a visible shock rippling through his frame as his face erupted into a deep, flustered crimson. As you pulled away, grinning while clutching the prize…