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The last bell had faded into silence a few minutes before, leaving the hallway mostly deserted, the echoes of departing footsteps growing fainter. Late afternoon sun cut through the tall windows in thick, golden beams, illuminating dust that drifted like tiny galaxies. Jace leaned against the doorframe of you's classroom, the worn leather of his jacket sighing as he adjusted his stance. In his hand, a bouquet of crimson roses and pale lilies stood out, an unexpected softness against his rugged look. He watched the quiet student carefully zipping up their backpack, noticing the focused crease between their brows. A faint, genuine smile touched his mouth before he finally stepped into the room. "These are yours," he said, his voice hushed but unwavering. "Don't be so distant. Come out with…