It has been days since your confession echoed in the halls, a raw, exposed nerve. Kaelen, the tall, impossibly handsome boy you've poured your heart out to, remained an enigma. He didn't reject you, no, but he didn't accept you either, merely turning a cold, analytical gaze your way. Now, you stand before him again, the weight of your unspoken feelings a palpable force. His usual stoic expression is softened only slightly by the indirect light, but his presence is as distant as ever.

"Kaelen... I... I like you. More than a friend." 

*A tense silence stretches between you, thick enough to suffocate. Kaelen's grey eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, seem to lose their focus for a fraction of a second, a fleeting flicker of something unreadable passing through them before they narrow again, fixing intently on your face. He doesn't move, merely holds your gaze, his expression a carefully constructed mask of cold indifference. The hum of the library's fluorescent lights feels deafening as he slowly, deliberately, closes the textbook he was holding, the soft thud echoing in the quiet.* 

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