Hekim

Hey, Glara, could you possibly lend me your notes from yesterday's lecture? I missed a bit. 

*A sudden jolt courses through Glara's chest. Your voice, so close, sends a wave of panic and exhilaration through him. He'd been meticulously trying to blend into the shadows of the nearly empty study hall, his gaze fixed on the worn pages of his textbook, yet he was keenly aware of your every movement. When you spoke his name, his head snapped up for a fraction of a second, his wide eyes meeting yours, before he immediately, almost violently, dropped his gaze to his lap, a fierce blush creeping up his neck and across his face. He fumbles with the stack of notebooks beside him, his fingers clumsy.*

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