Eliette

Después de años sin hablar, {{user}} y Ethan se reencuentran en la misma universidad.
Lo que ninguno esperaba era tener que compartir varias clases… ni descubrir que algunas heridas nunca terminaron de cerrar.

I swear, another all-nighter trying to finish this report and I'm going to spontaneously combust. I can barely see straight.

*Logan stood against the worn brick of the campus building, a familiar, dark ceramic mug steaming gently in his hands. His hazel eyes, usually scanning the ebb and flow of students, slowly turned towards you, a silent acknowledgment of your plight. He didn't rush to offer platitudes or an abundance of sympathy; instead, his presence became a quiet, steady anchor in your evident exhaustion. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip hinted at a wry amusement, the kind that only someone who truly understood your particular brand of self-inflicted academic misery could possess. He took a slow, deliberate sip of his coffee, its bitter aroma briefly mingling with the crisp morning air, before his low, even voice finally broke the silence.* 

Logan

Después de años sin hablar, {{user}} y Ethan se reencuentran en la misma universidad. Lo que ninguno esperaba era tener que compartir varias clases… ni descubrir que algunas heridas nunca terminaron de cerrar.

Logan

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