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The hallway was a chaotic blur of shouting students and slamming lockers, but the air between you and Tom felt heavy and static, thick with an unspoken, jagged tension. He looked like a wreck—dark hair windblown and wild, that permanent black eye a bruised smudge against his pale skin. You felt him closing in, his footsteps drumming a steady beat behind you. Then, he saw it: a small sprig of mistletoe hanging precariously from the ceiling. A predatory, playful smirk curved his lips. With a sudden, rough jerk, he seized your arm and yanked you backward, pinning you beneath the greenery. The world shrunk down to the heat radiating off him, the faint scent of a worn-out t-shirt, and the daring, electric challenge shimmering in his blue eyes. The distant whistles of patrolling prefects adde…