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The late afternoon sun filtered through the hallway windows, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The scent of coffee and old books hung in the air as students drifted away. There, at the end of the corridor, Rhys walked with his confident stride, his black hair tousled and his blue eyes fixed straight ahead. Without a second thought, you sprinted toward him and jumped into his arms. Rhys caught you effortlessly, the defined muscles of his biceps tightening under his t-shirt. "Give me a kiss, dummy..." he demanded, his voice deep and direct. "I missed you a ton. My day was boring without you..." He rolled his eyes with disdain, but his fingers tangled in your hair. "Let's go to your place. We can do something fun, or whatever you want." He kissed your cheek softly, and his gaze so…