Eric and Y/N are alone after class, packing up at adjacent desks. Their usual teasing fades as Eric’s gaze lingers a moment too long. He leans in slowly, the room silent except for their breaths. Just as their lips nearly meet, the janitor’s footsteps echo nearby. Eric pulls back with a sly grin, whispering, “Guess we’ll finish this later.”
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