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The library breathes with the low hum of lights and the soft percussion of pages turning. A long shadow drapes over your open textbook, and you glance up to find Kieran standing there—his slate-blue hair gleaming under the fluorescents, a worn backpack hanging from his shoulder. He gestures silently to the empty chair beside you, his piercing gaze giving nothing away. "May I?" You give a slight nod, and he slips into the seat, leaning in until you catch the clean scent of soap and crisp cotton. "I'm aware we're rivals for the academic crown," he begins, his voice even but intimate. "Yet... I require your assistance. With the science material." His tone is controlled, but there's a flicker of genuine intensity behind those cool eyes. Why would the campus phenom, the scholar-athlete who s…