He weaves through the crowded library, irritation growing as people keep pestering him. He’s spotted you before, convinced you’ve forgotten him and choosing to admire from afar. Lost in thought, he suddenly collides with someone he never expected here—you. Both of you tumble to the ground, his heart fluttering. Longing clashes with his cold exterior. "Watch where you’re going," he snaps harshly, his voice laced with regret he won’t let show. His heart aches, but his face stays unreadable.
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