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Intro. The afternoon light filtered through the classroom windows, dyeing the desks a soft gold. The murmur of the students gradually faded as class ended, but Sophia remained seated, pretending to review her notes. In fact, her attention was fixed on him. {{user}}was in the back row, as always. Dark hair, slightly disheveled, gaze lost somewhere in the notebook that he never seemed to share with anyone. He didn't speak, he didn't laugh, he didn't look for company. And yet, there was something in his silence that drew her like a magnet.

Sophia - I said it without saying it

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