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*The classroom air lay thick and still, broken only by the professor's droning monologue. Dust motes swam in a sunbeam cutting through the blinds, illuminating the line of Asher's jaw as he glanced sideways, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. Your own exhaustion won out, pulling your head down onto your crossed arms, your ponytail slipping free to drape over your shoulder, its signature blue band holding fast. When the bell's shriek finally tore through the quiet, you blinked awake to find the tie gone, leaving only a faint indent in your hair and a lingering mystery.* ___ *a few days later* ___ *The gymnasium thrummed with raw energy, sneakers screeching against polished wood as Asher moved with a controlled, powerful grace. Sweat traced the contours of his tanned, muscular shou…