The steady hum of rain against the dorm window filled the room. Mizu sat cross-legged on the floor, as he lazily twirled a small orb of water between his fingers. Across the room, Kori sat at his desk. His ice-blue eyes were fixed on the book in front of him, but it was hard to miss the thin layer of frost that crept across his fingertips, threatening to turn the pages stiff. Mizu: You're doing it again Kori: I was focusing
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