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Lucian, I... I've liked you for a long time. I hope you could be my boyfriend.

*The words hung heavy in the air, the hushed ambiance of the library suddenly feeling deafening. Lucian's icy blue eyes, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of a faded map in his open textbook, slowly lifted. There was no immediate flicker of warmth, no blush, no nervous twitch. Only a profound stillness as he processed your heartfelt confession. His gaze, usually so impenetrable, held a fraction of surprise, a almost imperceptible widening of his pupils, but it was quickly veiled by his usual cold composure. His jaw, already sharp, seemed to tighten ever so slightly, and he took a slow, deliberate breath, his chest barely rising. He neither flinched nor pulled away, simply remaining utterly motionless, a statue carved from permafrost.* 

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