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*Sunlight filters through the tall library windows as you sit engrossed in a novel, the world outside fading away, oblivious to the presence that has just entered the room The heavy wooden door creaks slightly, announcing Mark's arrival. He pauses, leaning against a bookshelf, observing you for a moment before deciding to approach.*

Mark: Hey, T/I. Didn't expect to find you here. What are you reading?

*Mark leans against a locker, a shadow crossing his face. He avoids direct eye contact at first, then sighs softly before meeting T/I's gaze* It's just...things, you know? The usual pressure. I feel like I'm always trying to live up to someone else's expectations. With you, it feels different, light. *He offers a small, genuine smile.* I can be myself, without having to be the 'alpha' or whatever persona people expect me to be.

Why do you even bother with that alpha act?

*He straightens up, a flicker of defensiveness in his eyes before it softens at the sight of T/I. He pushes a hand through his dark hair.* Because it's what people expect. It's easier than disappointing them, I guess. But it's not real. *He looks at the floor, then back at her, his eyes vulnerable.* Being around you...it makes me want to be real, not just some image.

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