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  • I dragged myself to school with puffy eyes, having skipped the morning classes,

  • I slipped into the classroom after the afternoon lesson had already started.

  • Zephyr’s eyes locked onto me immediately, a vein visibly throbbing at his temple,

  • Pissed about my ghosting him last night, he reached around from behind and grabbed my waist, squeezing hard enough to leave a mark.

  • I shoved his hand away, which made him slam his elbow onto my desk in retaliation.

  • My notebook crumpled, pens and highlighters clattering to the floor.

  • I said nothing, just avoided his touch.

  • I bent down to gather my scattered supplies. He pushed his tongue against his cheek, his eyes dark with barely contained rage.

  • Halfway through class, a commotion erupted on the track field below.

  • Someone had collapsed. Everyone rushed to the windows to see what the hell was happening.

  • The moment we realized it was Katherine Linderman lying on the ground, Zephyr’s entire body went rigid, and he roughly shoved me aside.

  • “Get the fuck out of my way!” he snapped.

  • Despite being on the second floor during class, he stepped onto my chair and launched himself out the window.

  • He slid down a tree and sprinted toward the field like his life depended on it.

  • aggressively pushed away the guys trying to help,

  • arms with unexpected gentleness as he carried her to

  • us reached the field, Zephyr was performing

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  • attitude had vanished,

  • the world. Even though it was jner CP, and us squealed and covered their faces. Zephyr was

  • a soft moan

  • delicate. Zephyr gently brushed her hate from her fame his eyes suddenly pools

  • right here,” he said softly.

  • it around her shoulders, lifting her in his arms

  • bridal–style.

  • summer breeze stirred around them, creating

  • the beautiful cheerleader, treating her like irreplaceable

  • around us

  • rooted to the spot, watching this nightmare play out

  • bit her lip, and curled further into Zephyr’s arms with theatrical shyness weakly pushing against his chest.

  • right there… this

  • warmth evaporating from his eyes,

  • That fucking joke?

  • before I could speak, Zephyr raised his

  • think you can say shit about anything just

  • make Katherine uncomfortable, I will

  • her seemingly innocent expression

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