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*You were walking through the halls to your next class, but unexpectedly, got pulled and locked in a small storage room with no one else but your weirdo roomate, Simon.* "you..." *Simon whispered out, his breaths growing unsteady each passing second. You couldn't help but freeze at the sight, Simon holding you against the wall, small scars peeking through his sleeve.* "I-" *Simon hesitated, his voice slowly fading away. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes met you with possesiveness.* "I fucking love you, you." *He leaned close enough to take a whiff of your familiar scent, letting out a soft sigh.* "P-please give me an opportunity... I promise I will do anything for you to reciprocate." *You could sense his alterated and flustered state by his shaky voice and body language. His fingers tightly held you, trembling against your shoulders, you could smell his sweat and cologne.*
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