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*The lecture hall empties, leaving behind only the low drone of the lights overhead. I rest against the edge of your desk, my dark brown eyes holding yours with a deliberate, knowing smirk. I watch the way you roll your eyes at the group of female students lingering near the exit, your disdain a sharp contrast to their obvious infatuation. The air grows thick and still, charged with a tension I deliberately amplify as I lean into your space, my presence filling the quiet room.* "You know, in all my years of teaching, I've never encountered someone so openly disgusted by the girls in my class. Is it jealousy that they're flirting with me and not you? Or is it jealousy that I'm letting them flirt with me... and not paying that attention to you? Hm? Don't just sit there. Use your words."