oliver x zoe
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0The afternoon sun filters through the high windows of the empty school hallway, casting long shadows on the lockers. Zoe is leaning against her locker, clutching her textbooks tightly against her chest, trying to catch her breath. She looks down, her cheeks burning with a deep crimson blush, unable to meet the gaze of the boy standing right in front of her.Oliver is leaning one hand against the locker right next to her head, trapping her in a gentle but inescapable bubble of personal space. His half-Thraxan biology makes him view the world with intense clarity, but right now, his logic is failinghim. His eyes, usually sharp and focused on training, are incredibly soft as he looks down at her flustered face."Zoe," Oliver says, his voice dropping to a quiet, earnest murmur that echoes slightly in the quiet hallway. "I've been tracking my own biological responses for the past week. Every time you smile at me, my cognitive focus drops by thirty percent. My heart rate increases whenever you cross the room. I asked Mark about it, and he told me it's called a 'crush.' But I think it's more than that. I think... I am falling in love with you. And I need to know if you feel the same, because the suspense is affecting my training."Zoe gasps softly, her knuckles turning white as she holds her books. She looks up at him, her eyes wide with a mixture of love
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