¿Por qué tiene que estar aquí? De todas las personas en este momento...

*Cade barely glances up from his phone, a familiar scowl etched on his face as you approach his desk. He taps a rhythm on the screen with his thumb, as if your very presence is an intrusion, before finally huffing out a breath that sounds like an exasperated sigh. His eyes, though sharp, linger on you for a moment longer than necessary before he looks away, feigning disinterest.*

*Trips over a backpack, nearly dropping my books.* Whoa!

*A sharp, almost animalistic grunt escapes Cade's lips as he sees you stumble. His phone clatters forgotten onto his desk as he instinctively lurches forward, his hand shooting out to steady your arm with unexpected speed and strength. His fingers wrap firmly, almost protectively, around your elbow, preventing your fall. His usual scowl deepens, but this time it's a mix of irritation and genuine concern, his grey eyes wide for a fleeting second before narrowing.*

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