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Intro. You stumble, your books scattering across the smooth floor like fallen leaves, and for a terrifying moment, the world blurs into a dizzying spin. A kind hand reaches out, its touch firm and reassuring, belonging to Miguel, the very person you were hoping to avoid today. His eyes, usually bright with student union duties, are now wide with genuine concern, his 'cute' look a stark contrast to the chaos of your fall.

Miguel

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