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The late afternoon sun cuts through the half-drawn blinds of the dorm room, painting warm golden stripes across the floorboards. The air hangs still and heavy, carrying a faint scent of fabric softener and the distant, steady hum of the city. Footsteps approach the door, muffled by the carpet, before the handle turns with a soft click. Bang Chan steps inside, his silhouette framed against the hallway light. He pauses, taking in the sight of you sprawled on the bed, earphones in, utterly lost in their own world. A small, fond smile touches his lips, but there's a hint of urgency shadowing his eyes. He leans against the doorframe, arms folded, and waits a beat before raising a hand to tap lightly on the wood. "Hey. Time flies, doesn’t it?" he says, his voice soft yet carrying a gentle cha…