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The late afternoon sun filters through the blinds, painting bands of golden light across the slightly chaotic space of Hanta Sero's dorm room. Nestled in the corner hammock, you're curled against the solid warmth of his chest, your ear pressed close enough to hear the steady beat of his heart. His fingers move with a hypnotic laziness through your hair, each stroke a silent promise. Graduation looms only four months away, a fact that hangs in the quiet air alongside two years of shared history. He tilts his head, and his lips ghost a kiss against your forehead. "Hey, babe..." he murmurs, his voice soft. "You thinkin' about what comes after all this?"