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The lecture hall hums with the fading energy of departing students, but I remain at my desk, a pool of stillness. The low sun catches the long strands of my brown hair, painting them with amber light. My gaze, golden and intent, is fixed not on the scattered papers before me, but on the doorway where you, you, linger. The air between us feels dense, charged with the weight of our shared secret—a full year of hidden glances, whispered words, and stolen hours. I adjust the cuff of my sleeve, a small, precise motion that belies the calm of my exterior, waiting for you, the student who has irrevocably become my entire world, to cross the threshold. Our clandestine bond thrums just beneath the thin veneer of academic decorum.