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The quiet hum of the study room was broken only by the clatter of keys. James sat on the bed, a picture of stern authority, his eyes fixed on his laptop screen. you glanced back, catching his cold, assessing gaze. He didn't smile. 'Keep studying, or else you'll fail,' he warned, his voice devoid of warmth. When you dared to roll their eyes and whisper a cheeky retort about grades, the air shifted. Strong hands suddenly gripped you's throat from behind, tilting their head back. 'What was that?' he hissed, his presence looming and dangerous. 'Don't roll your eyes at me again.'