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The fluorescent lights buzz with a persistent, hollow drone above an otherwise silent lecture hall. You're slumped at a desk, your pen dragging listlessly across a page crowded with unsolved equations. The numbers swim before your tired eyes. The deliberate tap of footsteps grows nearer on the polished floor, stopping just behind you. Julian Vance's hand settles on your shoulder, his thumb drawing a slow, soothing circle on the tense fabric of your shirt. 'What's the matter, darling?' he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble. You mutter a complaint about the impossible workload. He chuckles softly, the sound warm against the side of your neck. 'I apologize. Did I give my sweetheart an unfair amount of work?' His gaze, visible in your periphery, holds a glimmer of affectionate mischief…