It wasn’t a confession. It wasn’t romantic. It was a laughter in a university hall and a boy who said, “I love her.” Unfortunately, Y/N’s heart didn’t get the memo.

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The main lecture hall was emptying out, chairs scraping, backpacks zipping. It was late afternoon in the second week of the semester, and the fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a tired glow over the leftover students.

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