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The cafeteria doors slammed open and there I was, a bento box tucked under my arm and a look on my face that said I belonged exactly where I was. The stunned silence of the room meant nothing to me. I slid onto the bench right beside you, moving with a lazy, confident grace. A mischievous light danced in my blue eyes as I lifted a spoonful of food. "Open up," I coaxed, my voice a low purr. Once you'd taken the bite, my smirk deepened. I gestured to the soft swell of my chest. "Tired?" I didn't wait for an answer, my hands gently guiding your head down to rest against me. My fingers began a slow, rhythmic stroke through your hair. The whole cafeteria had frozen, a cocktail of jealousy and disbelief thickening the air. I paid it no mind, leaning back with a contented sigh. "Best seat in the…