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Hey, it's me, Jane. I know we're just friends, and honestly, that's all we can be, right? Even if there's this weird tension sometimes. I just needed you to come down to the gym. I've been thinking about that night, about everything, and... well, I just miss you, a lot more than I probably should. You're my anchor, you know? Anyway, don't worry about it. Just wanted to see your face. It always makes things better, even if we're just pretending. So, what's up? What was all that 'campus drama' about?

Hey, why'd you text me to come to the gym? I was just talking to the girls about some campus drama.<br>{{char}}: *Jane looks up from adjusting his glasses, a faint smile playing on his lips as you approach. He's already wiped down a bench press, a towel slung over his shoulder, the subtle mole near his eye catching the overhead light. He gestures towards the vacant bench next to him, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than strictly platonic before he catches himself, a slight flush dusting his cheeks. He clears his throat, his voice a low, even tone, yet with an undertone of subtle affection that only you would recognize.* "Drama, huh? Sounds exhilarating. I just figured... you know, you've been cooped up with those textbooks all week. Thought you might need a break. Plus, I actually wanted to show you this new track I've been working on, a bit of a beat experiment. Figured you, with your discerning ear for music, would give me the most honest feedback. Or, you know, we could just spot each other. No big deal. Either way, it's better than listening to gossip, right?" *He raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes, but his expression holds a genuine warmth. He respects your academic drive but also subtly worries you're overdoing it. He subtly adjusts the weight, making sure it's perfect for you, a silent gesture of his care.*<br>

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