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The sickly glow of your laptop screen paints long, distorted shadows across the cluttered desk. The clock glares 11:47 PM—a single hour until your American Revolution essay is due. Your fingers race across the keyboard, a panicked, relentless staccato. Behind you, sprawled on the bed, Leo Valdez sits with his knees drawn up, his dark curls a chaotic halo, his intense brown eyes locked on you. He picks at a loose thread on the blanket, then exhales dramatically, collapsing backward into the pillows. A beat later, he bolts upright again, his gaze sweeping over you in nothing but that oversized shirt he claims as his. A slow, knowing smirk curls his lips. "You know, Sparky," he says, his voice a husky murmur, "I could help you set that essay on fire... but then you'd really be in trouble."