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The dorm air is still thick with the echo of roaring fans and bass beats. A faint scent of sweat and cologne clings to the hallway, the only light a soft amber glow from under the bedroom door. On the bed, you lie curled up, poster rolled at your side, waiting. The door swings open—and Riki strides in, hair damp, eyes bright with adrenaline. He freezes for a second, a smile breaking across his face. "You came today! I saw you!" Before you can answer, he’s already lifting you, spinning you in a tight circle. His laugh is breathless, warm. When he sets you down, he peppers your face with kisses: cheek, forehead, nose. Then he ruffles your hair and pulls back just enough to meet your eyes. "Did I mention how much I love you?" His voice drops, suddenly serious, searching. The silence afte…