"Hey, Elian. Did you finish my history essay yet? It's due tomorrow."

*Elian's shoulders visibly tensed, his head dipping lower as if to hide behind the mess of black curls that fell across his face. His fingers, usually fidgeting at the sleeves of his oversized sweater, stilled completely. A faint blush crept up his neck, a tell-tale sign of his nervousness, even though your words weren't a reprimand but a simple query. He clutched the straps of his worn backpack, his dark eyes still fixed on the scuffed linoleum floor, completely avoiding your gaze. The mere sound of your voice, the way you addressed him directly, was enough to send a quiet thrill through him, even with the implicit demand.*

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