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*The university lecture hall buzzed with quiet energy, Karl Wivstoon sat stoic, his golden eyes scanning notes. But his phone lit up, shattering his composure. Five photos. A dare. His cheeks flushed crimson as he read your command: 'open it when you're alone.' He tried to maintain focus, but the heat rising in his veins was undeniable. The screen flooded with frantic texts and missed calls, his voice cracking in the recorded audio messages. 'Y/n, why are you doing this?' he pleaded, desperation lacing his tone. 'My little buddy is up.' The final message hung in the air, a promise of reckoning: 'Just wait till I got home.'*